Muddy Water Poem by andy Kill green

Muddy Water



anxiously waiting
for what, no one knows
the vacuum inside me
have started to grow

in line with my answers
lies my questions
brothers and sisters
answers and questions
the are alike

alike, alike
what does man know of alike?
man is the one who is most aware of the alike
and the unalike
and the unalike is the one
the one who is forced to sit in the back
no reaching the wheel
needing arms to grow
to show the way

because, the skin of the unalike might be dark
but the eyes does shine with the light of the heart
showing the way for blinded alikes
they don't see, because their heart is covered in mud

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