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Color My Reality

Updated on November 2, 2012

There’s so much good in the world
Even though it seems to be passing me by
But the only thing that matters about what I just said
Are the words good and by, goodbye
I don’t know why
It is only my fears that receives its daily bread
Darkness is upon the faces that I see
No matter what I know of good
It is as empty as sin in the street
To spend a lifetime blaming external forces
And passing on the torch of consciousness
Is a circle that will never meet
In the leaving of the determination of which illusion to accept
It is the farewell to the fight
And to frustration with knowledge incomplete
A string of momentary reason committed to print
And an openness to anything unconventional
Became the matter no matter how overt or discreet
Unable to accept generalities covered in unseen hope
Neither the poles or a jagged edge
Nor isolation or following someone following someone
Look at me now
Is there a way back to a life as a neighbor
To be the same as everyone?
I know the choices I made in life
And in each moment I made it alone
In a walk on the axis of normalcy and eccentricity
I became what was my choice
To become human
And color the numbers in my own reality


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      Mark Lecuona 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Thank you Cacey!

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      Cacey Taylor 5 years ago

      This is very beautiful.

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      Mark Lecuona 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      @Deerwhisperer - Strange huh? So I'm not the only one!

      @Qudsia - That is the challenge; the irony is we all are human but somehow expect everyone else besides ourselves to be more than human....

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      QudsiaP1 5 years ago

      Becoming human; such an important task.

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      Brenda K Krupnow 5 years ago from Ravenden, AR

      You just described me. How awesome!