No Poem, by Tristan Robert Lange, at My poetic side

Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:

Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.

Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

Am I such a fool
To be talked down
And treated a tool,

To be dressed down
While set on a stool?

Are my ideas that bad,

Should I hide them,
Obscurify them—sad—
So I keep others appeased,
Avoid making them mad?

What if avoidance,
Stowing away in the status quo—
Fearing risk above and below—
Is the wrong way to go?

What if I’ve got
More than that to show?
To hide that,
To cower and say

Would be cruel,
Would set my self

On a rigid stool.

No.

I will not be that tool.

Tittu

Author: Tristan Robert Lange ( Offline)
Published: May 27th, 2026 08:21
Comment from author about the poem: Part of the Truth, Applied collection.
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In collections: Truth, Applied.