A Burden Of Knowledge

Posted by CMG on August 18, 2022

1 min read · truth, perseverance

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The wind so cold and harsh
Through bone and marrow it goes
cold street, cold feet, cold meat

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Down the street I go on my march
with my lips as red as my nose
blue eye, blue lie, blue sky

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As I lift my sign up high
To exclaim the truth, my burden
My say, my way, my day

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I yell, I shout and I try
without praise, cheer or guerdon
in pain, in chain, in rain

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As it hits my head and my hands
as it tries to strip me of sin
with light, with spite, with might

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Too late, I will be where I stand
despite the cold and the doubt within
unchanged, deranged, estranged

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As the snow and cold embrace me
a wall between me and the world
Isolated, dissipated, degraded.

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Here i see the truth, the reality
as everything around me is twirled
To solidify, to dissatisfy, to die.

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