Demons

The half-humans you label for future interactions
Where do their significant parts go?
angst, hurt, indignation
deliberate lack of recognition

elephants judged on ability
to climb trees or fly
silently resolve to crush you someday
then you label rampage as madness
they were not meant to fit in your cubbyholes
and they never will
insanity is just a level of existence
beyond your caged mindsets

women maligned for what they wear
or meet or write or chant or protest
because they don’t fall in line
with your sense of entitlement
they are genderless minds, bodyless souls
aspiring to lead their life
not the one you designed

demons are all those missing parts
you want to incarcerate
because they remind you of
your atrocities, your pomposity
your monstrosity
disguised as virtuosity

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Poetics at dVerse by Melissa Lemay

RXC #452