For so called far away poets. Forum A poem for all far away critic..

Your words are not gentle and fair You judge me - Castrating my art form of my soul Attacking mine dysfunctions - Misunderstanding my last stand Labeling me with schemes - No I am not lazy No I am not fool No I am not clown No i am not faker I have same rights to exist and write Besides you I despite your old form of poetry Sly hidden traps of educations Shallow rules of domination Aging wine of Judas cup - Vanishing old literate forms Don't you understand You are wrong Don't you understand You are cruel Don't you understand You are zombie Don't you understand We can play this old game until - You are Try to fight more openly and clear I am Amused by your perspective - We are Made from our mistakes and fears Now You can criticize Now You can punch me Now You can kick me Now You can fight Now My poems are my disabled children Don't hurt them Cause they are not just perfect Don't brake them Cause they don't fit into your mind

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