Trial by Haze (Poem)

Something’s wrong
I feel it in every ounce of my flesh

It’s in the way things are
The way they’re not supposed to be

It’s in the way people look at me
Lie and try to defy my right to fly

But it’s not a right
It’s the way

Angels don’t have wings so they can skulk around in chains

Every Eve has its Dawn
And every Dawn lights the way

And every way is subject to trial by haze

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