Fake World

In a confused world,
exists fake embodiment
creatures.

Confused in thought
I reciprocate with
a smile.

False or true,
a smile is a smile,
masking deep thoughts.

Mooring line secures
tangible mind to ocean
floor.

Invertebrate creatures
soaring high and above,
while I remain-chained to
this floor

Verily in this confused
world, equality is tainted….

To be continued

© Dotun Gb | Poems

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