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The Other Side - a poem (reupload)

IMimcodingat544am•Created April 27, 2025
The Other Side - a poem (reupload)
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I was born here Everyone being from here was normalized Unless said otherwise I was raised against the other side They have a plan. “Doubt not, fear not,” they say. “Look unto us in every thought.” Not once did I doubt Not once did I fear This place, I knew nothing about I didn’t understand why people moved away I blindly chose to stay Once in a forest Taking time to rest In a temple of trees, my understanding grew I was certain I would not rue. I now live in between the other side and mine On the fence What I had felt I can still feel It is not exclusive to those from other places But maybe I can heal For they keep saying it’s all real Their history is written Painted and reworked In avoidance of the truth To have people permanently grounded from their youth I live on the other side What an amazing sight! I can see the light, Even though none of them know. I guess they’ll have to find the needle in the dough Or be prepared for a bumpy ride. But the truth is I want them to know I’d prefer the bumpy ride I do not want to continue to abide; I know I live on the other side. I won’t hide But I won’t shout out to them where I stand It’ll have to come naturally But if they still don’t understand It’ll start to get out of hand But I have every right to be mad Because over here I am grasping everything; Free will Real understanding Knowledge I am grasping everything I couldn’t have had Everything that you still don’t want me to have. You stole every generation before me And you’re at a silent plea To get us to come back For you know you are at a lack Your lies are shallow They cover your deeper roots but not for long I now see how low you really go I see that you are wrong Just what you’ve been saying you’re not for years and years in a row Life is hard on the other side It hurts knowing that they all live a lie That they never found the poison in the pie That they don’t even want to believe that there is Are you proud? You have a cult You’ve manipulated thousands You cover up the asult But some of us are waking up Because this just isn’t normal Don’t be surprised with your results.

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Project ID1166893678
CreatedApril 27, 2025
Last ModifiedMay 12, 2025
SharedMay 12, 2025
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