A little bit of poetry to soothe the tired soul
You can take my money
Obliterate my career
Destroy my reputation
But you still can’t take ME
You can downsize my job
Foreclose on my house
Shut down my food stamps
But you still can’t have ME
You can give me drugs
Let me drink my life away
Encourage me to gamble
But I still have ME
You can mesmerize my mind
And that of my child, too
Fill my head with bad ideas
But I still have ME
You can turn me against my neighbor
Blind me to suffering
Make me fear for my existence
But that still leaves ME
You can titillate my senses
Show me blood and gore
Let me hear about the horror
But down deep, is still ME
If I can find me,
Then I can find the world.
The world is full of “me”s
Just waiting to find eachother.
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