Serpentine

Why think of flying while you don’t have wings

Why think of escaping while there still are unresolved things

For you

Here

Where you lived

Since you were walking on hands and feet

You think you’re better than to fit

In this place that protected you when you were facing defeat

You call yourself rebellious

Fighting a kind of violence with another kind of violence

All the same man

All parts of one snake chasing its tail