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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I am the unchosen, yet highly claimed, ardent. I haven’t received my awaited chance, But I am anonymously dealt in my own way. Living within the ways of the many, But caught in the works of the few, Gracing every moment with joy and laughter. I am the white crayon never used, The children’s laughter that brings joy. I am the vision that was never prophesied, The believer who was never baptized. I am the hum pushed beneath the deep, The unknown reality’s dream. I am a revolutionist with no weapon, A coming coup-maker of a forgone generation. I am the lithe and languid lover, Swelling in the scripts of poetry— The paintings on muralled walls beneath marble floors, The undertow to my melody. I am the man behind the shadows, The boy reciting heavenly, euphonious harmonies. I am in a carnival ride with hypocritical mockers at feast, But I lace in clown clothes, laughing at their feeble ways. I am under a cross, eluding the sickle moon, Interlaced with fragile chastity and all finest things connected to heredity. I am the music never arranged, The dim unknown vice behind the backing vocals. I am not old conversations, Nor solemnly opposed music far from the waking world of men. I do not dwell on the past, Neither do I live solely for the future. I am a veteran of a war I never fought in, And a general in a shadow army. I am the message behind the talking drums, The incantations of the Royal fetish. I am the new sunshine of the old rain, Worthy of my weight in metaphors, verses, and haikus. I am a 21st-century man living a 1st-century life, Combining harmonic defiance with the cryptic void of silence. I get a little tired, And strangely, wherever I go Seems a little closer to wherever I thought after I left off.
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