Meddling money
plants stakes
to divvy tangible
on leveraged
need.
Stalwart purpose
unfettered by
those dangled lies
triumphs over
fear
despite confusing
covert attacks
designed to blur
conception of
nature.
Divinity of self
only rules
once freed from
binding loyalty
seized
at the barrel of
their tome
exclusionary to
force complicit
order.
My breath shall
cease long
before my hope
takes flesh in
word.
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