Fear Us Not (a socialist poem)

Fear Us Not

Dare not leave me alone with my thoughts,

Nor do I do so myself, at least not willingly.

For what is life but nature,

And what is nature but a beauty and a curse,

And what a cruse is this lie,

That is human nature.

Curse the human tide,

And frequent tedium,

And patience.

I dare beg you,

Give me the patience.

No, no, I must work for it,

Create it,

Find it.

Yet I do not wish to seize

the fleeting gift that is time,

Why?

Why kill time and not seize it?

For it is mine.

My time is my own,

And as sacred as my soul,

And neither a thing to ever touch, hold or see.

Sighs and groans,

And that ongoing internal monologue.

Years wasted,

And wasted years.

Looking in without looking out.

Identity and self,

Who am I?

Who am I?

Who am I?

A question I wasted years upon,

Dilution and distraction no more,

I am a communist.

Liberating to say so,

But depressing,

I let fear silence me,

And silence me for so long.

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