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The Other Side of Anarchy

I finally got my way
Now what?
I have total freedom
Migration relocation
Sexual identification
Nothing is everything
Now everything matters
Even all my rathers
Will I be myth, will I be fact

Yeah, now what, now what
All my problems don’t care
They still sit right over there
Telling me it’s not gonna’ be fair
I’m gonna’ do my thing
Be my thing, live my thing
But I still got to eat
I got to sleep
Will I be able, will I be stable

Is there a place for all that
I want myself, but not only
I’m not single-minded or lonely
I'm the real thing not a proxy
I’m not speaking for anyone
Whatever love is left, it’s yours
Bring it back if you think to
Or divide it wholly in two
Will it be lust, will it be trust

Comments

Angel Guzman from Joliet, Illinois on January 05, 2020:

I like it. Nice poem Mark.

Mark Lecuona (author) from Austin, Texas on October 16, 2019:

Mr. Happy! Thank you for the spell check! That was definitely a typo! I. Hate. That. Oh well. Will I be stable is always the question, from the morning commute (road rage) to the emotional swings of a demanding career to the pressures of parenthood and love. Where am I in all of this?

Mark Lecuona (author) from Austin, Texas on October 16, 2019:

Thank you Louise! I always appreciate a read and a kind word!

Mr. Happy from Toronto, Canada on October 16, 2019:

"Will I be able, will I be stable" - I like this line. Will I be stable? Haha!!

Made me think of the "very stable genius" as well. That line is full of meaning. Anyway, I'm not very good at poems at all but I try once in a while. Thanks for putting it together.

Ohh, almost forgot: did You mean "anarchy' in the title? 'cause I searched for "anarcy" and did not find that word.

All the best!

Louise Powles from Norfolk, England on October 15, 2019:

That's a very thought-provoking poem. I enjoyed reading it, thankyou.

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