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The Indignant Existence

Who dare tame the river 
Or bleed the ocean blue
Who dare conquer shiver
Or claim what is true 

Who dare drink the waters 
And say it’s not for me
Who dare my life they shutter
And say it is not free

Who dare partition the past 
And build on top a lie
Who let this happen so fast?
Why, ‘twas no one but I. 

Who dare claim arcana
And say that I am wrong
When they possess no mana
Empty spells charged by throng

Who dare rebuke the deceiver
And deliver utterances of ‘god’
Who dare use word to deliver
When lexicon, constant, amounting fraud

Who let these conmen win
And gouge me with their fear?
Who dare proclaim I sin
When their sins fill my ear

Who dare claim the bed
When sand upon they rest
Their beach stained blood red
With order as their quest

Who dare lock this stone
While, too, shackle every womb
Who dare claim a throne
When all thrones turn tomb

Who dare scribe this ‘sage’
Upon this very page
When written from a cage
Locked by indignant rage

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