Lost. Irrevocably?

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Men running over boundaries,

Though only lands,

Women fighting for rights,

Inherently in their hands

I have a vision,

I had one, years ago

Years ago, sublime

Monday weren’t week long missions

Years ago, when I was a child

The moon followed my trails, no boundaries

Destinations became by products

Of journeys yet be uncovered, languidly

Lost with stars and dust, in counter of our evolution

It was easier to understand

When I was a child

Untethered ideas floating across

Like patterns of the Milky Way

Silenced were the legends

Leaders murdering thoughts abruptly

Untold mystics of life, it’s living, just ends,

Contained chaos, with war, no peace remotely

Been made to forget, structures of glue and tar

I am conditioned, I am shackled

Men run through lands, of boundaries and bars

Distorted rights are just fading away in fights

Amnestic of a vision, I had once

On a mission now, and dead child

I am dead now

I have died

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