Not that I was born
but only the life I wanted
not have anything
but belong to my world
not fixed abode
but bitter experience
not afraid of the road
but suffering experienced
I have seen good and bad
are written on my skin
I felt cold and distant voices
are in my outstretched hands
breathed freedom and constraint
go my feet lead me
I ate I did not eat
my body does not sa
I touched despair
between my past and my present
Not that I wanted but I'm
illogical
outside time and outside space
punctuated by time and adjusted
measured from space and organized
are
unacceptable
out profit and non-market
profit from forced
from unbridled market
Are
invisible
to respectability and individualism
relieving consciences
not bother reco
not so 'but I am.
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