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Encumbered about with the many twists and turns of life. 
Traveling down a long road, picking up every hitchhiker along the way.
Carrying each one alone; being conscientious to not drop one, not even the lowlife.
Contemplating each step, apprehensive of the outcome, will they go or will they stay? 

Slowly sinking to the floor, the weight one can no longer bare alone,
Lamentably, there is no one who can to help; all the road signs were ignored.
Struggling with each step, knowing the perspicuous choice, the way has been shown.
Why carry this load that can walk on its own, the facts are there, this is untoward.

Unsure of the next step one by one they get set down disconcerted by this news,
Some begin to lie and claim they cannot walk, so they get picked up again out of pity.
Soon it becomes a revolving door, they begin to come and they go as they choose.
Weighed down again unable to breathe, there’s a need for a break through; a need to be free.

In one colossal move, arms stretched out like the horizon at sunset,
A spinning takes place, like the agitator of a washing machine. 
All those hanging on are violently shaken off, thrown too far to pose a threat,
Running at full speed from the chaos of them all, creating all this space in between.

Unencumbered now, breathing never seems so pleasant, walking is now a run.
Flying isn’t far behind, as the relief and acceptance is now at hand.
Adding two letters to a word looks small on paper, like all that’s added is a un.
Per Contra in life it’s a freedom, it’s a matter of the soul, it’s a gesture of taking a stand.


C @ A.L.M. 2014

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