556. I Should Be Afraid

I should be afraid.

“Different” is a gun to the head,

In the hands of others;

With a ransom to be paid,

Or body laid, instead.

I can’t be honest,

To the holstered mobs of false decor.

Anomaly hunters…

Distinctions at their behest,

In their cruel quest, for more.

I should be frightened.

My fate’s to be devoured or loathed.

“Different’s” never “same”.

In this world I’d find no friend,

Once exposed,..and unclothed.

I should be afraid.

“Different” is a gun to the head,

That is out of my hands.

There is no life unafraid,

‘Til I’m laid…as the dead.

K. Aldaya, 8/11/21

Picture: From Stranger Things Season 4 Teaser Trailer; https://news.yahoo.com/5-things-surprised-stranger-things-022429466.html

546. Am I Human?

Am I human?

I can see I look like one,

Though underneath the surface,

I am everyone,

Without a face.

Am I human?

Though I used to speak like one.

I have never understood,

With all our words so over-done,…

How to be heard.

Am I human?

I no longer speak like one,

And inside drift endlessly,

Far from everyone,…

So quietly.

Am I human?

I can see I look like one,

Though underneath the surface,

I am no one.

I am the lost without a trace.

The unrecognizable face.

The outsider, always out of place.

Am I human?

K. Aldaya, 6/10/21

Picture: From Humans TV Series; Posted on fanpop; https://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/38900000/Humanity-It-s-not-a-state-It-s-a-It-s-a-quality-humans-38984644-300-169.gif

539. It’s Hard to Believe…So Don’t

You don’t want to believe,

And you do not care,

Because you do not have to.

You live comfortably…

Unaware.

For you will not believe,

What you have not known;

So, you’ll cast away my words,

Leaving me in silence…

All alone.

I don’t want to believe,

Though I have no choice.

Living is the greatest proof,

That I can not trust you,…

With my voice.

K. Aldaya, 5/18/21

Picture: By Jackson Simmer on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/1grn4afhiEE

537. Precensored

I don’t know why I bother.

Why do I even try?

To be a voice of reason?

When I’m no one, am I?

I’ve been ignored and forgotten,

Since the day that I was born.

I’m nobody to anyone,

So why foment even more scorn?…

By speaking out?… By caring?

For who has ever cared for me?

I’ve always been the outcast,

Within my society;

And yet I care about it all…

The people and politics.

I want the best for humanity’s future,

Though I know I can’t be the fix.

I am no one. I am pushed aside.

If I stand up for what’s right.

No one will care if I’m censored,

And fall forever out of sight.

Yet, I can not help but be myself,

An idealist through and through,

Who dreams and tries anyway;

Knowing no matter what humans do,

I will not have a say.

K. Aldaya, 4/30/21

Picture: By Michael Dziedzic on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/0W4XLGITrHg

536. The Program

The mind is a prison,

And it’s always the same.

Nowhere to go to,

And an air of shame,

Floats right on through;

While the doors remain locked,

And darkness protrudes,

‘Til life only exists,

In despondent attitudes,…

And the outside exits.

No one will save us.

This is a life sentence,

Where no matter how you try,

You won’t receive penance,

At least not ’til you die.

A prisoner to the end,

There is no refuge in or out.

It’s either solitude and darkness,

Or the freedom of chaos and self-doubt;

For a day,..an hour,…maybe less.

The mind is a prison,

And it’s always been this way,

And the outside world, the only place to get away.

……………..*Running a prisoner trace*……………..

She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s out today…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s out today…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s lost her way…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away……………..

K. Aldaya, 1/31/21

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