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What am I Doing Here?

by Michael Brandon Marchese 2 years ago in surreal poetry
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MIchael Marchese

Rainy seasons never end

Just render me a sodden mess

Downtrodden in unrest distress

Yet sleepy and somnambulant

Have bent me to their will’s intent

To from this place I will egress

And seek to leave the rest behind

These people need me not to care

To pity, sympathize or share

The burdens bearing down upon

Their shoulders as they carry on

And wear their rags of proud despair

And there among them, take my place

Embrace a way of life without

Utopias I dreamt about

But still a form of paradise

Despite the lack of love for Christ

An alternate salvation route

surreal poetry

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Michael Brandon Marchese

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