Tristan Robert Lange

Holy State

I woke up late
Began to contemplate
But was too irrate
There was too much on my plate
Not that I believe in fate
I feel locked in a crate
And forced to absorb hate
While told it’s a holy state
 
But I’m done taking the bait.
 
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, May20, 2026.
 
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