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Michael Kain Poem
I was told I should start reading to improve my abilities
this is how they go about maintaining ones stabilities
As I scavenge the selection, I'm left with several options,
however I'm just looking to fulfill my visual perception
I know there's more knowledge to obtain but I don't care
maybe I'm ignorant or quite possibly a pessimist. Quite possibly
a researcher with the right intent to find the cure just without a single
tool to do so
Pure I'm quite unsure.
Intentions are positive, actions are all but sentimental
With eyes scanning they get caught upon something
rather enticing, looking for the answers
to pass this test where cheating is allowed and I know all the answers
Peers come in and interfere stating your drowning
in the mist of your own demise.
I know I'm right
I know I'm right
I know I'm not right
Can I simply comply to my own needs or to the needs of others
Socio-Psychology states you fit in to maintain homeostasis
At this point I feel more like a uneducated racist
discriminating against all that I've known, Is there a legitimate purpose?
Maybe I'm a coward
Maybe I'm a coward
Or Its possible I'm obsessed with the mirror facing the other side of me
All in all its just a book, simple as that, the writing legible just needed to be read
I've just woken up, its a new day: The foundation to any opportunity
A new realization has occurred. I wonder what it's like in those stories without pretty
illustrations, crammed small words, all in shabby shape.
Do I want to swim in these murky deep waters?
Thoughts to myself converge, ideas of searching make my heart race
It beats with a dramatic crescendo that only precedes a constant murmur of doubt and hope
Today I grew the courage to check out one of these books
Today's the start of a long unpredictable journey
Today's the day I found the book- The one that will know all the answers to this test.. At least for now...
Copyright © Michael Kain | Year Posted 2012
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Michael Kain Poem
I'm nothing but the particles that construct my vessel
Inevitably co dependent for a pleasant disposition
Its tough to be a neuron without the synapses
Is it really an issue?
Possibly I should just open my eyes and see the exquisite
staring me in the face
I'm such a fool
Do I have a choice? Is there fate to such experience
Copyright © Michael Kain | Year Posted 2012
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Details |
Michael Kain Poem
I'm nothing but the particles that construct my vessel
Inevitably co dependent for a pleasant disposition
Its tough to be a neuron without the synapses
Is it really an issue?
Possibly I should just open my eyes and see the exquisite
staring me in the face
I'm such a fool
Do I have a choice? Is there fate to such experience
Copyright © Michael Kain | Year Posted 2012
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