Standing up again (Prosaic freestyle poem, written in 2018)
© Andre M. Pietroschek, all rights reserved
Standing up once more;
So being expelled from society was a challenge, not chore,
as my ego recovered, standing alone for myself even more!
Standing up again;
Coz the cold of winter did not cripple me from trying,
I knew new work was the choice, not cheating or lying.
Standing up once more;
Coz neither disease, nor street crime, ensured my dying,
no justice in it, but I waste no time on sobbing or crying.
Standing up again;
for life does not bow to political zeal or religous fervor,
my new stalker & tyrant the hacker idiot on that server.
Standing up once more;
while the mainstream pretends all is pretty and good,
clans and criminals lurk 24/7 in my own neighborhood!
Standing up again;
for the god who abandoned me did so anyway,
I care for myself, and have nothing else to say!