Intense creations
When a Dreamer meets Insomnia: Poems from a first gen Unafraid to pick up a pen
Remember those
Intense creations?
Before the systems
Wrapped you up?
These structures
Kicked in that perfection
But what is perfection?
So many rules,
Are they trying
To rid of culture?
Never that, right?
They love that shit
Just
Right up until the tables are
Flipped
Again, what is perfection?
Estudie la filosofía de la vida
Saben lo que es eso?
Ever think about
The meaning of life?
Is that too deep?
It’s funny
Masters always said we were quiet
But deep
Still as water
Not easy to read
And
Guiders always showed us
The correct
What you had to do
To not get chained into the desk
Stay alert
Left and right
Know how close you are to death
Take a breath
You beat the odds
You already know
Your path is lit
Get to
Be, again
Create, again
This time with
All that you
Are
Feel every step
With every breath
Know that the rest
Is already blessed
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