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"Right of Life"

All my life I had to fight... this fight... this fight... for the right of life.
Those that give me the most strife are those claiming to have the right.
Of course, I am different and from another time and place;
Yet still, I'm inclined to be of the human race.

At the store in line at the front.
They pay me no mind, not even ask what I want.
They Pretend they're unaware; of me clearly standing there.
Then the stares and silly grins and acting as if I speak alien;
thrice repeating my needs again. Got me wondering what world I'm in.

As I leave, their smirks incite; any doings did in smite.
To be offensive in clear sight. For Ignorance is a foolish rite
This fight... this fight... for the right of life; keeps me hyped to pull my knife.
I twirl to face these rude affairs. But Away they turn and put on airs.

Then thoughts in my head goes ecliptic
~~~This eternal brawl of life is epic__
~~~rising up before you crawl is hectic__
~~~The venom spit at you goes septic__
~~~Your spirit dies and becomes decrepit__
~~~Your day is done and it's not poetic.
~~~So, clear your head. Be more authentic.

Think! Will this be the day; you give your wealth away?
~~~As precious as the moments be;
~~~why waste it all so suddenly?
~~~ on the waning minuscule few?
~~~Don't you have better things to do?

Halt! I heed not your scorn of me, for I am what I was born to be.
I say to you here. I say to you now; loudly so you all can hear.
Be ye warned thy seed ye spew will sprout a tree.
At its root, you may surprisingly see__
someone there just like me.

All my life I had to fight... this fight... this fight... for the right of life.
Those that give me the most strife are those claiming to have the right.
Of course, I am different and from another time and place;
Yet still, I'm inclined to be of the human race.


Eh... so I'm a little bit out of the norm... so what... haven't you heard of....
the little green men, fairies, and unicorns? How about Aqua man? ....
Isn't he blueish- green? Ah, aa and there are people born with tails. ...
So, what I've got 3 eyes... they're all facing the same way....

In memory of the unacceptably lost to indifference


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