Adventures of M. Fabulista...

[ENOUGH]

-vincent immanuel pang



Arise from illusions,

Differentiate the delusions.

Move on to the present,

Step into reality.



Treading onto sunlit paths,

Fair weather showers.

Jolts you to perceive,

Pushing to rouse from dreams.



The sunbursts that afflicts my skin,

Rays that sting my eyes - burn my retina.

My world turns surrealistic whorls,

Alternate realities imposing on me.



My withered, my poor,

Upon the baked earth.

Unforgiving and wretched,

Weakened beyond writhability.



Whose truth? Who dictates?

I refuse false realism.

I deny your self-imposed possession -

You have no hold on me