Breaking Down Barriers
It is no small act that follows
no leaps nor bounds
as we are bound
the square, white-washed walls
crumbling, no doors, no sound
but who are we
are we not what one perceives
stuck to our one room box
we break down walls
chains
colour splashes from our minds
deep duck pond greens
clouded and clumsy periwinkle blues
rich like yellow satins
seducing our sky
dawning light down upon our eye
the back, the forth
smoke filled haze
tapping on the shoulder
a tapestry of the trumpets
tip tapping away
we sway
outside the room
pressures pierce the skull
they look inside
they see mirrors
a reflection of their kind
their closed mind
set in their ways and their worries
the world has ended for them
as the books and the doors shut
clenching rosaries and a plethora of pills
to beat the heart or dull the thrills
we're no dolls, nor drills, not make believe
we burn, we live, we breathe
our colours crimson
our lips bitten
our cheeks singed from the sun
blood stains our sanctuary
we don't whine, we will
yes we will
Rise
rise up from the duldroms
the blase acrimony
walk upon the broken glass
bleed
unhook harnesses holding you back
show off your bosoms
your tiger, your grit
stop bending over looking at your rear
trying to replicate yesteryear
storms are fast approaching
thunder fills the halls
be that lightning
a tempest igniting
One, uniquely one,
and all
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