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No Gods No Parents No Kings

No Gods No Parents No Kings

by wordonism · Jul 3, 2019

No Gods No Parents No Kings
The words reverberate
growing unraveled and longer
like string
pulled from a sweater
a protector 
from the elements
the burning sun
lighting a path
It's time to spread my wings
trying to fly
against the clear azure sky
Wax melting
as I tumble down
Icarian cries
escaping parched lips
wings clipped
weighted mental chains
around my neck
the pull of gravity
unquestioned
the tension too high
breaking the threshold
body cold
a corpse
of my former self
rising from the smashes
dust from ashes
burned from flight
still screaming
No Gods No Parents No Kings
the delight
rising as I fall
from grace
freed
from space
shackles thrown off
Inertia laid bare
hurtling down but uplifted
hurtling down, ground shifted
I am free
the words hurtling from me.
No Gods No Parents No Kings.

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I like words. And the joy they bring. To me. To others. But mostly to me.

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