Shades Of Gray

DeveReaux’s Newfound Words

They don’t reflect me

Not the buildings, not the glass, not the pages

Not the law, not the movement, not the puzzle

piece that they think I am

Not simply a pawn in April’s misinformation

Not a rat in the race to fix broken relations

The glue in the shoes of those who care most

Aren’t asking for money or shares, no boasts

Of how much they care, the proof says no

I am not a statistic, nor a ratio, nor an anomaly

Everything I’ve done has been seen

The only difference is the soul it’s created by

And that special power cannot be bought

cloned, or appropriated, simply mystifying

Ima scared, reckless, tormented Cancer

And my life and words be damned if I died

Saying the world figured me, and I them

I still don’t know why I press send

I still don’t know why I won’t kiss her

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