Perceptions of reality,
Steeped in rife absurdity,
Oppression cloaked in courtesy
Sustaining mental scarcity…
Beholding life’s full platter
Delusions drop and shatter
Distractions pale and scatter
And shortly cease to matter…
Despairing, awhile, what dissipates,
But anguish soon evaporates,
And barrenness accentuates,
The providence of fates…
Realms, spheres; a daybreak zone,
Vistas hence unknown,
Where some progress alone;
Their gifts, at last, to hone…
Wakening greater need,
From muck and quagmire freed;
It ceased to matter, indeed,
Except to will it and proceed…
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