Khadeejeh Roberts Poet I do not know?

Confessional Coversation

The lived says:
   I'm stuck in this rut called life.

But why? says the Priest.

The Lived says:
   Because i am weak. I have no money, no place to go, no one to help or care for 
me. I should just give up and end this dark spiral omen that haunts me.

But why? What would you do? says the Priest.

The Lived says:
   I'm going to end it all, let go of all this pain and suffering I have to deal with, 
knowing what's inside. I'm going to kill me so I can be with me.

Why, just who are you? says the Priest.

The Lived says:
    What, you don't know who I am?  My name is the Lived, and i am Legion, fore 
we are many. And there is too much of me, i can't take, so I will take myself out.

But you are not legion. You are Lived, your name means to live and to have lived.
Says the Priest.

The Lived says:
   But I am Legion. My name is not The Lived. It is Lived backwords, not Lived 
itself. And i have lived, now it's time for me to not live.

Where did you get this crazy idea my child? You are Lived, and you should live 
your life. The lord have plenty Of great journeys for you to take. Don't you want to 
take them? Says the Priest.

The Lived says:
   Sure, I would take them. You know I feel better now. The lord also told me you 
have a journey to take as well.

Did he now? And what is that my child? says the Priest.

The Lived says:
  That you will die now.

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