D16 - Life Pattern

Oh what's it like to be born, to be thrown
In a world, in a town, in a home
Where your freedom must be bought
Your voice is just a note

Oh where your school and your friends
Have this pattern of defence
And your thoughts and your sense
Utterly conforms to theirs
Your voice just can't be heard

It's been so long, I'm in my hideout
My only safe place, this state of being
When birth and death are the only things
That really happen my own way

I heard a Fly buzz - when I died
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air
Between the Heaves of Storm

(The Eyes around - had wrung them dry
And Breaths were gathering firm
For that last Onset - when the King
Be witnessed - in the Room

I willed my Keepsakes - Signed away
What portion of me be
Assignable - and then it was
There interposed a Fly

With Blue - uncertain - stumbling Buzz
Between the light - and me)

Oh in this world, we're all born alone
And follow the current
Oh in this world, fear becomes our home
A devoted parent

Oh what's it like to be born, to be thrown
In a world, in a town, in a home
Where your freedom must be bought
Your voice is just a note

Oh where your school and your friends
Have this pattern of defence
And your thoughts and your sense
Utterly conforms to theirs
Your voice just can't be heard

Written by:
Giota Terzopoulou

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