It is a race
I find no place
to escape dominance
or find prominence
dates are only a number
a generation in deep slumber
says - those born before will rule
for them, life is just cool
Into the world, do I bring some more?
make them feel life is a chore…
to make my life worthwhile
in the process, cramp their style
my moves in self-defence
seen as crossing the fence
a fight for freedom –called rebellion
anachronistic – one in a million
I refuse to bow my head
to solitary terrain - I’m led
happy to be left alone
I am myself- nobody’s clone
Tale Weaver – #244 – A Solitary Figure – 10th October.

Nice!
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Thanks ☺
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An excellent way to be Reena, thanks for sharing your thoughts this week.
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Thank you, Michael!
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