Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Home

It's unnerving
for me to listen
to anyone
at all anymore.

All of their lives
they've stumbled about
accepting anything
that gets planted
in their
malleable minds.

Never
do they question
their so called
beliefs
or double check
so called facts,
handed down to them
by religion,
by mass media,
by their parents,
or just by plain heresay.

As a result
of their blind faith,
I've made it my mission
to destroy their beliefs,
to defy
what they've known as
truth,
and be and do
those things
they thought
wrong
or impossible.

And despite their
evidence,
despite their
warning,
I have yet
to go insane,
I have yet
to perish,
I have not even
fallen ill,
nor have I taken
any
of their
medication.

I have only
gone deaf
to their
echoing, unnatural
voices.

I stand here
a contradiction
of society.

I want to know,
where is it
exactly
you are?

Have you
purged yourself
of the radiation and poison
you've been
force fed
all your life?

Have you revealed
the deranged and delightful
freak
inside you?

Your soul?

And looked
deep
within
that endless abyss of love?

Because
that, my friend,
is the light
at the end
of the tomb
you've been suffocating in
since birth.

That
is where
your home is.

That
is the only place
where truth
resides.

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