To be a victor,
to be the jesus of the heart
a judas of personal gain
where are our allies, our team, our domain?
How can we be free when we are addicted to restrain?
I’ve been stopping myself in expression but locally caught on a train
through the mountains of my own dominion
a perpetual winter i’ve climbed for education
to be brainwashed in the rules of a system
when i want to resist them.
I think I was happier as a slave.
My own slave.
I knew my container, my space, and made the best of my abilities.
Maybe the greatest lie we tell ourselves is Freedom.
We are never free.
We are enslaved within ourselves, within our lives, within our physical body.
We are bound to flesh and disease, discord and rooted like trees.
We are held down
only to be taught about patience
while serving out terms.
Hand in the paper, midterm, final,
how did it go?
I am currently working on my life’s midterm.
And I think I’m failing.