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A.S.H.T.O.N. by Aquarian Leaper

Voyaging the unknown
without a map or compass.

Chaos and disease threaten to destroy
me;
reminiscent of my ancestors stowed
below decks of ships.
Uprooted from their homeland they were
seized by men with blue eyes
and pale skin.

A slave to unwavering agony
I mourn in silence.
Haunted by karmic retribution
my plight clashes with my soul’s purpose…

Mirroring tides along the shore
it comes rushing to the surface.

Anxiety…

Self doubt…

Hopefulness…

Trauma…

Oppression…

Nostalgia…

By and by it comes and goes.