before i was a poet, a word ninja,
i was a nobody,
but i never gave up, following
in uzumaki's footsteps,
in the untouchable marks
created by the saiyans
when people are protecting
something truly special to them,
they truly can become
as strong as they can be,
empowered instead of embittered
there's something which brings us
together, compelling and irreversible
and just to keep from bursting out laughing,
we bite our tongues and smile through it all
if you don't like
the hand (enclosing, trapping, keeping it all under)
that's dealt to you,
fight for a new one,
and then you'll find yourself liberated
free in your own life, because
the jailer is you, the cleric is you
the juxtaposition is everything, and human
in all, the human aspect bleeds through
intentions unbidden
