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It’s power when you,
Within an instance, note the dotted lines
Meant to mark your lane,
Linking, eating them
In a single stream, like Pac-man.
Conscious of the limits projected,
Breaking what they term impossible,
Refilling my food palate
All in tandem.
The colour in my voice leaves arcs,
Leaping over the world’s hurdles
Sometimes in multiple shades
Terrestrials choose to call it a rainbow
But to each their own
For my words use the storm as a platform.
I fear no-one, but respect everyone
Chose a medium that does best to keep up
With what? Except, the traffic of my thoughts
Its creations, and all that follows.
I am not for everyone, nor do I want to be
Each match struck comes from a real place
I will not tell you what you want to hear
But what I believe I need to tell you.
– O.D. ©2018
Art by: CaringWong