Day 196: Soft of Skin

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there’s an “us” in us that’s unfiltered and free
without worry of censor,
or approval begging plea.

there’s an “us” in us that’s the who we were made
it’s the who that may hide,
but can never quite fade

for it structures our shape and it details our feature
it distinguishes us from all other creatures

yet for something so real, we deny it’s existence
we block it’s release
we buy it’s resistance.

until one day –
and i hope that day comes –
you fill with your rhythm
like the beating of drums

and you step in the pace
that is coursing your veins
and you break down the wall
that was built with great pains

to protect you;

it didn’t.

 

are we so soft of skin?
what is it,
really,
that could ever get in?

with these walls and these fences
and with deadly defenses
we make our skins thick, impervious and stout…

but if we live in this lock down

how can we get out?

 

 

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