ȺĐŦꝀĐ/ɌɆN
ˡᵒᶰᵉˡʸʷᵒʳˡᵈ213 When I was born into this world so harsh, Forty years ago, it started its abuse, A rare disease within my fragile frame, A kidney's curse, incurable and fierce. But not just that, my parents, in their faith, Extreme and authoritarian, did bind, Their poison seeping through to stain my soul, Blind to the harm they caused, they knew no better. Their own parents taught them, generation's curse, A cycle of deception, control, and pain, This world it loves to twist and fool and cheat, Be watchful, friend, the signs are all around. Open your eyes, your ears, your tender heart, For in the shadows, truth and warning lie, Free verse, my words, no rhyme or scheme to bind, Equal in their number, thoughts released.
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