Poems from Myther

What do I want? What do I need? What could possibly motivate me? I've seen the horror, the desolution the absolute aberration that humanity...
Human beings just the same old or young black and free white and chained different eyes different skin hundreds of tongues human being...
Stepping to the beat dancing in the silence swaying in the stillness standing in the storm step by step walk the walk talk the talk trail...
I have learned to speak because if you are quiet if you try the back road then someone tries to speak for you and drive with no input from...
I watch and I weep to see such potential to see such beauty to see such possibility left there to rot to stagnant and stale just because of...

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