Wall
Your texture
reminds the heavens
that there is still
Hell on earth
at birth
I bet you
were
brainwashed
to think
being squared
was a bad thing
on a circular surface
we invaded
that consist
of multiple shapes
there's the
narrow minded triangles
the open
but
closed minded circles
and the perfectly
unbalanced squares
they say
will never fit
in
but why assimilate
with a race
that will
never catch up
with the sands of time
so their beliefs
revolve around
a sun
that was discovered
by a square
but reverted
and altered
into a rectangle
that they use
to keep order
exactly how
is this
working out
for these
shapes
because if
our views are
in different qualities
seeing
the bigger picture
in high definition
impossible
when the observer
pays more details
to the smaller details
in the canvas
painted
with the caption
big bang
but the artist remains
unknown
so knowing
exactly
how they
wanted you
to interpret
it
creates a stalemate
that comes
into play
which one
day makes
Pandora's box
open
to
and make
Eve eat the apple
from the tree
and have a square
take the
L for everyone
so
exactly
what does
being a
different
shape
have to do with
anything
is that the old heads
that created the
ideas
that soon
manifested into philosophies
into the minds of
the shapes
raising this
new collection
to the world
will soon
disappear
like the memories
of a young child
let's admire
the time
of being alive
and have life paint color
onto the canvases
of socialization
to create
the phoenix
to burn in others
and rises
with others
but we all seem
to let the green monster
to make us
bring each other
down
like the Berlin wall
when will this
Iron curtain
rise from our hearts
and open our minds
to life?
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