This Here And Now I(S)when And How? Poem by Julio 2 Amarante

This is here and now. After the call of mother
Mother ruling demon
I greater demon of all
Non negotiable, without any weakness like
Hector, Odysseus or Achilles, power in a sprite
Hate bottled in a small box full of deity powder
To use wrongly as all mortals do and God's worst.

Having to kill myself, reinvent and chose one of the masks
I feel under the capacity ofthat, apparently, most straight tasks
I wish life were more simple and survival, mutually, an assumption
As was the world doing in thesixties and stuff, define disruption.