Accustomed

flip a coin
if it was different
would i have it?
would days be longer
and nights shorter?

at most
i would prolong interests
in the very basic remedies

i would distort
the contorted scruples
of the gifts of presents' effects
     barter gold 
     for memoirs of forefathers
     the truth behind the popularity

     rub tranquil against my north
     to make it south
     beguiled

     render wise men
     benign
     and pleasantly silent

-maybe-
i would skip a few earth cycles back
and wallow in ignorance's bliss

and lately

be early
to join in monotonic indulgences
of crisis' insists

at fault for guiltless inquiries
acquiring away from normalcy
to the asinine nature of those around me

i would deem it necessary to 
to register the release of relegated minds
to include in application
new practices
and old ones left behind

but it's a dreary guilty pleasure
to see the silent screams
of the minorities oppressed
by the seemingly bona fide means
of the seemingly bona fide teams
by the extreme questionable
but conventional, systematical things.

but the stats prove 
me highly unlikely
but also prove that those reading the stats
are highly unlikely to try
so i join 
the very few
and toss a coin.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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