Latosha Mitchell Poet Rhyme

21st Century

The turn of the century
It was hard to fathom
But I had the sagacity
Of one side of the chasm
To realize it to be more
Than a promotion of the first number of the year
And knew too well
To have no fear

I felt like a quondam psychic
Evolved into a genius
Myself and those alike, - Stoic
Whilst battling the deadest of brains
We weren’t

Victory was ours 
At the turn of the hour
But now I feel like the taste of my words have gone sour
As I now look at the 21 century,
What I initially viewed with a certainty of happiness
Is now perceived with ambiguity

My optimism is fading slowly.

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