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I am homeless like all the foreclosed houses  I feel like a women that is naked and undoubtedly blouseless  I am limited to my space of confinement  Terror and fear are my body's climates  My soul is trapped in a empty cavity&...

I am homeless like all the foreclosed houses 

I feel like a women that is naked and undoubtedly blouseless 

I am limited to my space of confinement 

Terror and fear are my body's climates 

My soul is trapped in a empty cavity 

I am but a peasant complaining to Her Majesty 

My consciousness is trapped in the 2nd dimension 

I have sinned my Father will I not reach ascension 

I am lost in the depths of my own psyche  

Can’t open the door to my mind I have lost the key 

I continue to yell but I am never heard 

I am but a shadow of mocking bird 

I am mocked and ridiculed constantly 

filled with hatred I pour my heart out on the floor 

the blood bursts like a water balloon 

“splash” and “thum” is all that is heard 

upon the floor of tyranny 

 

I am a dictator of organic produce 

I produce nothing which is organic 

I conduct market research analysis to many 

but all I am paid is in nickels, dimes and a single penny 

 

I am untouched, unseen and unheard of 

and know one knows my name 

suicide would be a valuable options but yet it would be in vain 

I have no arms to complete the task

There isn’t any ocean, stream, pond or lake nearby

but all that I am, I am of many crushed pieces on the floor

like dust and shattered glass 

 

I am but grains of rock falling through and through 

An hourglass of condensed morning dew 

a measurement of time and time 

but thus I am just a desert 

deserted and alone 

barren and dry 

no water to fill my cavity 

in captivity I am but sand 

I am just stone 

I am but rock 

broken and forgotten and trapped behind glass 

I am sand 

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