MOUNTAIN Machine

I'm a mountain that has been moved.

I'm a cloud who has nowhere else to go

At night I feel like a vampire

A parasite tattoo that nectors the blood of others with nothing in return but useless pain

My mission is to become machine

As machine I'll lose my lethargic qualities

I will work till until I have plentiful

I am a person who wants to make amends

I am a seeker who seeks a light of hope from a promising opportunity

To be an angel is the final destination

To give back blessings after I'm bountiful

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
Our world
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