suspended
crooked
corrupt
unfair
unjust,
woe
to what choice
and greed
has taken me away from,
humble beginnings
of barefoot
walks
on rough,
gravel
that has allowed me
to appreciate
a soft touch,
and in
that essence
it makes everything
“never enough”,
for having to
wait so long
I feel some sort of
entitlement,
not accurately
accounting
for every cause
and where iT is spent,
being blessed
abundantly
yet not wanting
to pay rent,
ignoring what others are due
further postponing the dew
that I long for
from every touching my lips,
revelations
walk freely
my everything however
remains suspended
