My Eventuality
Poem written for Creative Writing class. Topic: Founding Fathers
My Eventuality
We are backwards, upside down, and inside out.
Rebirth requires many a thing -
First must be last.
It's right to jump up jump up and get down -
Our Fathers wrote the poem of exposition allowing this,
Knowing it's our nature to have whimsical seams so attuned to rips.
Gravitational auras cannot be dampened
when
Willpower and discipline melt
and
Fear evaporates into subtle nothing.
Trillions of Mes and Yous and Its and Theys -
Kin is a word so often misunderstood.
Abuse Cannot Stand.
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Amanda Reifert
Nebraska native, psychology student, novice model, lover of the written word and all things geeky.
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