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The Bipolar Monster pt 2

This was how songs were once created So he decided to share them with humans-humans These words of beauty and grace did not just belong the ears of the gods, they belonged to the people below Janus left his home for a day to bring his thoughts-thoughts to the good people of the Earth His decent from the heavens was graceful a fun, the clouds made him feel buoyant and lively He was never more excited than in that moment to share his words with the world below At first the people were bewildered at the sight of a two faced man, speaking nothing but beautiful words Janus taught the people secrets of the world and truths that would lie behind truth But once humans started to hear these words they became upset and confused They stopped trying to listen And when humans stop listening they start to diagnose They relegated this god to nothing but trickster They relegated these two voices to nothing but lunacy They relegated the god monstrous status One day the god Janus was on Earth speaking his beauty to the people When an angry herd of people-people came They came with shackles They came with their voices that diagnose They came with fear in their eyes and hatred in their palms They came to get rid the god of their village Of their home Of their safe spaces They came to shackle and shut down his music, to cage the lark that once was free to sing to the skies They came to call him defect, to call him deficit They were scared so They came to call him monster

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Date: 6/18/2017 1:38:00 PM
I am sorry I did not wnderstand your poem.
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