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And, when it comes to counting our blessings; we humans are all bad at math.

Obehi Vessel A.

Second chances, are filled with humans hoping for a third.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Chance Deep Hope Human
And now, we look back at what was normal, and we find that normal isn’t always good or right; No. Normal, is whatever has been spent with us, the longest time. And that in itself is not a valid reason for it to stay.
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Goodness Ordinary Philosophy Reason Right Stay Time
I have seen men, choose violence time after time. And in turn, I have seen violence choose them.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Man Myself See Time Violence War
Ears quick to listen. Lips, slow to speak. I take, so that I may give.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Lips Listen Myself Quick
A problem ignored, has two outcomes. The illusion that it is gone, and the reality of one problem becoming more.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Ignorance Illusion Job Problem Reality
Some days are heavy. Not meant to be carried alone.
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Alone Carry Hard Time Hope
Everyone claims they want the truth. Just not in all her bright entirety. We’d rather she visit in dim shades of light, that won’t hurt our eyes.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Bright Eyes Herself Hurt Light Ourselves Truth
It seems to be, that there are dual reasons why justice is rarely given. One, too little evidence. Two, too much.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Evidence Justice Reason
Every person I failed to forgive, I became.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Failed Forgiveness Myself Person
I have felt warmth in lies, and coldness in truth. This is how I know that morality, transcends the physicality of temperatures.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Cold Deep Lying Moral Myself Philosophy Truth
“No” is such a controversial word. Clear, resounding when uttered by men. By women, Low, muffled. Sounds like “yes.”
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Man Oppression Woman Word
Time ensures that we heal; not that we forget; In forgetting how a scar came to be, is to silently invite another injury.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Forget Healing Injury Scars Silence Time
To know more, I must first admit that I know nothing. Only on a blank page, can words be written.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Myself Word Writing
I no longer ask humans, for a definition of love. For, they tend to force on her, the traits of those who have either treated them well or not at all.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Force Human Love Myself Philosophy
Standing between who we are, and who we want to be, is that which we find easiest to be.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Be Yourself Deep Easy Philosophy
We were purple, one day, we felt whole the next day split apart into red and blue.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Feeling Oneself Togetherness

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