Over, Being… [POEM]

there are sounds
loud noises
screams
provoking thought
profound voices,
and dreams

being heard
being seen
as means
and reason to be

there are deceivers
wanters
users
abusing the privilege
taking advantage,
scheming

being loved
being cared for
defended
and taken seriously

there are moments
instances
times
allowing for
and creating
hope

being lived
being enjoyed
purposefully,
and deemed

there are lies
mistruths
fairytales
appearing as real
believed
causing things

spoken
chosen
gratuitously,
over being.

-see

©2015 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet

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