A poem where every line contradicts the last.
Our lives themselves are contradictions—our visions, reality, thoughts, facts, biases, perceptions…
Whatever more I can add, I will.
And yet, I am out of things to mention.
Indeed, I am not alone.
There are thousands of you who see this with me.
And I would like to hear your contradictions.
What kind of poem can you spin up?
How much raw emotion, thought, and vibe can you generate?
Will the poem you create be edgy or humorous—
Almost blasting apart the vile with a tint of holy light?
Don’t forget to invite me.
#Contradiction
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