I sat and imagined if I could look and see, maybe only for a second, a world I didn't have to pay to be. Consequences from actions I always take, but never the fines on paper, or the privilege to have the best. I give payment in labor and sweat, from my blood, soul, and bones. I give all I can. Each portal I find, letting go of time. I'm sorry I never had enough to buy more peace of mind. As I continue to float but swim upriver, until I reach or go back to the other side, my ink will never forget what I remember.
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I await my sentence
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Nothing is free in a capitalistic world or even nature. Well written
I'll pay the cost of nature over capitalism! Thank you my friend
Agreed you are most welcome
Dan, this carries a deep weariness, my friend. The speaker feels caught between survival and longing, giving everything they have while still searching for a little peace. There is something very human and relatable in that struggle. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Well it runs deep and the csa is my struggle! I never knew children came with a price tag with the opinion on how much is subject to the masses.
Thank you so much for your time and feedback. Always appreciated with much peace and respect
Your sentence will never come Dan as you have moved up a long way in your life.
Andy
Sadly the letter I have said otherwise as do the court but in my mind I always try to stay free as nothing can take my breath from me!
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