I have learned. I am not alone

us

we
the (still) version of suffering
the taste of (ripening) anger
a hunger (for) offering
this is our (peasant) place
i
one with (the) feces feet
(of) a tribe less described
prescribed
(for) fury and agony
this is our (peasant) place
unlettered, we (have) learned
we are us; you and me.

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  • QueenBeeba

    September 26, 2022 at 10:04 pm

    Awesome

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