Anticipated Touch

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Anticipated Touch

I am your Money;

I slip down the drain of your forgotten dreams and suck the freedom out of your life.

I am Freedom;

When you feel me you can conquer anything with the sun lit sparks of seeing a beautiful day.

I am Society;

When you touch me I am masked by human connection and revealed as your money taker "so you can have your education and live happily," I say.

I am Reality;

I tell you your money is being taken so you maybe can have that career you've always needed. But then I make you see all you'll be doing with that money you earn, is paying off that anchored debt around your ankle for life. Just to get rid of some of its weight.

I am You;

I ponder if we are ever really free? I think maybe a select few. I'm hoping maybe one will be me; And hopefully my friends, three.

We;

Are linked by being thrashed. Let's all just talk our way out of touching that symmetry. Feel me breathe the life of new thought into your new me. 

  • Author: Blue (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 24th, 2018 00:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: 1st Free write poem.
  • Category: Unclassified
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