Existence
Cori E. Robinson
11/10/00
Words of nonsense,
Twisted lies
The tongues of serpents
The eyes of spies
All watching every move
The slightest of hand
What could one look prove?
Should their power consume my own?
If I do not exist then why am I here
No matter what you say I do exist.
I am here
You cannot suppress me
The suppression is just a fooling of yourself
The power that you think you have is nothing.
It is but another twisted lie in your favor
You may be able to erase me from that of written history,
But the earth will forever remember my footprints.
Every step I have ever taken tells its own story
It cannot be erased
Not with all of the force in this world
The greatest of torture
The worst of the cold
Each precaution cannot escape
The fact that I exist
Even after death your black cape
Cannot cover my very existence
Although memory might be altered
And words twisted and changed
This one thing will not have faltered
I existed and forever will
Despite anything and everything
I am here; I will forever be here
Even after my existence in your sight is gone
I will still be there.
Though no memory will exist
And no record will have survived
I had existed once,
And I will forever exist
Some things cannot be hidden
I am one of them.