![]() Vague Account of My Essence (One Revised Line)A Poem by B-poetAs the murky morning fog clears Who will be near To witness How to disassociate with the thought Of me becoming dead weight I choose to alleviate the grips of a disclosed fate Relating to my new testament In regards to having faith in Ending the bewilderment among the dark clouds Of a darker sense of self pride It’s hard to hide from becoming desensitized When the scope of oblivion Shapes my existence and family origin A cycle that keeps repeating itself Where the curse of lost wealth Has been passed down to inherited descendants While the legacy of the aforementioned Will remain in tact The fact that my heredity has remained a mystery After my obituary column was lost at sea An accidental drowning on a cruise ship Claimed my life unfortunately While I was reading it The vague account of my essence Perceived a notion that was hard to believe It was so true That my presence was too vague to see From the very beginning © 2019 B-poet |
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2 Reviews Added on September 19, 2012 Last Updated on June 10, 2019 Author![]() B-poetIndianapolis, INAboutFreelance Writer/Poet (For those who truly love and treasure my art Check out my latest publication on the link under my profile name**) Thanks for stopping by and pen on. :) more..Writing
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