Welcome all
To this world of pain and misery
Where all is promised
But you remain alone.
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Paint a pink rainbow over my mind
So none should miss my torture.
You are welcome.
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Inclusion?
Occlusion?
Seclusion?
I chose the last
Yesterday.
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But once again I scream to be heard,
To reach through the occlusion,
The unbreakable blockage.
A wide pooberg in a narrow pipe,
But fear not,
The pipe will never break,
My truth will never get through.
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I will remain unseen
Or a minor irritation.
Understanding; a cheap promise.
Never delivered.
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INCLUSION
Part le deux
If I also forfeit the C from inclusion
I gain illusion, and disillusion.
I will leave those – enough said,
But also Allusion – something referred to but not defined.
The nail is struck squarely on its head!
“What is he wittering on about?”
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Je m’accuse – I accuse myself….
Guilty!!!
Mais, J’accuse – I accuse you!
(Please don’t expect any Zola reference, I’m not well enough read, I just like the directness of the French).
I, am guilty
Of expecting you
To know what is in my head,
And you, are guilty
Of not asking.
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Which leads to my disillusionment
Which leads to my reckless nonsense,
As I desperately seek a response.
The algorithm drives this vicious circle,
And that is the best I’ll do
To explain why facebook is NOT inclusive.