I Will Not Stop

I will not stop, I cannot, will not, can’t Release the visions that fulfill my needs Resign myself to life on edge of rant. For there are seeds of truth that I must plant will not be judged by words but by my deeds I will not stop, I cannot, will not, can’t. My words shall not become an endless chant To numb the very heart of fevered seeds Resign myself to life on edge of rant. I’ll not become an idle sycophant For I shall dine on more than ancient creeds I will not stop, I cannot, will not, can’t. My freedom is a gift no one can grant I listen in the darkness as it pleads Resign myself to life on edge of rant. Soft voices growing louder haunt me still Lest I become an echo of the past I will not stop, I cannot, will not, can’t Resign myself to life on edge of rant. ©8/1/2022 First Person Villanelle Poetry Contest