Suppositious Poem by Florence Badejo

Suppositious



I used to think I was normal and everything was the same
Until I came to realize that cold blood runs through my veins
Although my heart's been pumping I've always felt rather cold
Then the thought that i was normal became a story never told
I saw my blood as it dropped to the floor
When I saw it was blue I ran to the door
I thought it was a trick played by my eyes
It had turned red to my surprise
As I thought I came to the conclusion
This blue blood cannot be an illusion
I thought it could not be real for I am alive
Until I came to realize my life was a lie
~2009~

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Florence Badejo

Florence Badejo

Pawtucket, Rhode Island
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