Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Unasked

I left a house
To catch the skies
A thousand prisons
Followed me.
I left a road
To forge a path
A thousand shackles
Deterred me.
I left my name
A new one to gain
A thousand slurs
Showered on me.
Where e'er I go
For or 'gainst flow
A thousand footsteps
Dog me.

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