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Free Rent
I heed this call, it's been ringing my number.
Rising from the fall,
Awakening my slumber.
Been asleep in my dreams,
Awake in these nightmares!
Now I'm changing,
Supplying
New themes
Different schemes
With no fears.
No more complaining.
Building my place, calling it home.
Mind's in a different space,
Out of the catacomb.
Buried myself, covered it in shit
My situation,
I'm placing,
My history on a bookshelf, with the rest that I quit
I don't need it.
My view is different
Not abhorrent
Call it prolific, I'm with it
No destiny, I'm claiming
No else to be blaming
Adopting a new philosophy,
Becomes my progeny.
My life,
Under new management.
Now I just handle it!
They say Thine own self be true,
So giving my all,
Is now what I do!
Who knew, I don't pay rent.
Not paying for my intelligence.
How I got here is irrelevant.
My forgiveness was my currency,
Now it's all spent.
And I can't forget,
The deficiency that surrounded me
Holding all that discrepancy,
Giving it up for lent.
The path I took, the fork is bent.
Now I can't be content,
With these shoes on my feet
Made of cement.
Take a seat,
Keep your eyes clear!
As I break on through, and watch the light appear.


---Free Rent @RLynnM 08/08/2020
© RLynnM