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(20”x16”; Acrylic on Canvas)

You call me crazy

but you fail to acknowledge what you’ve done

You call me crazy

but you played a dirty game and won

and continue to play

and delay

progress that would sway or keep at bay

my achievement

You call me crazy

I almost believed it

For a time I did.

Til I decided

To believe my mind instead

to relieve my mind, Im dead

in your eyes

in your life

in your cohesive story


Idek what you would call it

There once was a line that you dont cross

And you crossed it

You call me crazy

To maintain hegemony over language

To control economics

To prevent my actualization

and I transcend

I put floors above ceilings

and I am


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