Under The Guise of Normalcy
Injustice Pointed by The Finger
Two people
With the same duality:
One is calm
Like gentle ripples on the quiescent water
Flowing flair for flaunting
To mask the musk of fear and anger
With wax lyrical words
Yet one stir
Can cause correction
To this state of supposed serenity
Twisting, turning, tweaking
Wryly wary wringing whim
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Devil and Angel
Black and White
Perilously melted with each other
However, when two personalities in one
Happen to meet the same kind on its way
This prophetic hurricane never stops
Until it's blown off
From volatile grounds
Into the instantly soaring uplands
Conceived from concealed
Clashes with obliterated history
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To A. C.
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10 June 2021
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