The Mask of Salvation (Poem)
Updated: Feb 16
(September 2023 note: I am no longer handicapped. I explained why in this article).
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Five cursed years,
Of chronic fatigue,
Attempted to ruin the future,
I wanted, for me.
But now with this mask I,
Sob from oxygen in my eyes.
Drunk with the realization of,
How it was, before I kneeled.
It was foolish of me,
To see it as inevitability.
It was unwise of me,
To submit to negativity.
It prevented me work and academy,
But now I might read a lot, engage more with society.
My life does not have to be a mess,
For I might be able to be back in business!
But my liberty is forever gone,
As it is ruled by a device, second to none.
I might forever be a handicap,
As without electricity, what worth is it, my cup?
Good-bye, in-de-pen-dence!
[Long pause]
Despite knowing yet again,
How it feels to be pure from it,
A great desire still remains,
To not yet retire, from this:
World Relevancy,
Now a greater possibility.
I eternally own my gratitude,
To electricity!
It was unrealistic of me,
To think I can actually be free.
From society and from disability,
As now that is a delusional reality!
Without my welfare I would've died,
After a life where no other solution was tried!
Should the purge resume indefinitely,
Then I can work even harder, for humanity!
But my liberty is forever gone,
As it is ruled by a device, second to none.
I might forever be a handicap,
As without electricity, what worth is it, my cup?
Good-bye, in-de-pen-dence!
