Teaching Secrets
I will not be rewarded for being a martyr.
Giving into fate is smarter.
These lies we will cherish.
As we allow our influence on this world to perish.
They teach us that we are under their possession.
And that we are not allowed to give into our obsessions.
But we can tell that there is tragedy in remission.
As we have to give up our homes and tend to these new positions.
As it becomes clear that waiting is our only option-
In order to escape we must walk through a forest of curtains.
In this fog there is a secret to be learned–
Which is that our identity is to be earned!
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