As I sit in the bleak,
Feel obsolete,
Transparent.
Or
-lucent?
A burden
Or
Nuisance.
Is it my voice I’m hearing?
Without any clearing
To escape this mentality
Return to humanity,
Remember my mortality,
And fight for morality.
Thoughts up for eviction,
I say with conviction,
This is my distinction,
To protect my own extinction,
My act of defiance,
With or without alliance,
My cry for attention,
My final redemption,
I am not an exemption,
Or unworthy mention.
I am human.
-Jennifer Pickering
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