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I am from a stale, styrofoam town where times goes to die
I am from oppressive, silent mountains and window rattling railroad lines
I am from the poor and forgotten dregs of America
I am from the fear of the new and educated
I am from those who would rather rule in Hell than serve in Heaven
I am from the land of the pentagram and evil eye
I am from the lack of fear of an invisible presence,
but also lack of uncertainty of one’s purpose
I am from the red sands of Mars and the loss of innocence
I am from the reassurance of the three robotic laws and the pang of doubt of humanity
I am from Bradbury, Asimov, Feynman, and Oppenheimer
I am from the hot, mellow tempo of Miles and Ellington
I am from the existential crisis of Bowie and Dylan
I am from the ghoulish glee of Cooper and Osbourne
I am from the old country where offers that cannot be refused are made
I am from here and not here
I am from the heart of America and outside of it
I am from the streets that never sleep and the evergreen state
I am from the land of Jackson and Lee
I am from a clan of dreamers and doers
I am from a hive of self-doubt
I am from a chorus of defiance
I am from oppressive, silent mountains and window rattling railroad lines
I am from the poor and forgotten dregs of America
I am from the fear of the new and educated
I am from those who would rather rule in Hell than serve in Heaven
I am from the land of the pentagram and evil eye
I am from the lack of fear of an invisible presence,
but also lack of uncertainty of one’s purpose
I am from the red sands of Mars and the loss of innocence
I am from the reassurance of the three robotic laws and the pang of doubt of humanity
I am from Bradbury, Asimov, Feynman, and Oppenheimer
I am from the hot, mellow tempo of Miles and Ellington
I am from the existential crisis of Bowie and Dylan
I am from the ghoulish glee of Cooper and Osbourne
I am from the old country where offers that cannot be refused are made
I am from here and not here
I am from the heart of America and outside of it
I am from the streets that never sleep and the evergreen state
I am from the land of Jackson and Lee
I am from a clan of dreamers and doers
I am from a hive of self-doubt
I am from a chorus of defiance
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This is a piece we had to write in my Resistance Writing class. It's kind of meh, but bleh haha. I thought I'd share it anyway.
Enjoy!
(c) me
Enjoy!
(c) me
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great!