Parasite from Echo's bones by Godot

Once again, not for the first time of my life
I look for, a place to live
With no hope, survive instinct only friend
A short lap of times I mean
Parasite, that’s the name they gave to me
They try to erase but I’m proud to yell that I’m still breathing
Paradise, is still a close door for my race
But they know that finally I’m part of them
Quiet night, with no breath, no cat, no word,
All a word but what a gift !
I’m the pea in the Elevator’s joke
Laughing subject but not a gift !
Parasite, that’s the name they gave to me
They try to erase but I’m proud to yell that I’m still breathing
Paradise, is still a close door for my race
But they know that finally I’m part of them
Once again, not for the first time of my life
I look for, a place to leave
With no hope, survive instinct only friend
A short lap of times I mean

• Experimental
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• France