a Mutated liFe

can a lifetime  
be mutated  
through experience and perhaps,  
idiosyncrasy?  
    
can the    
vacuum-sealed    
illusion of self,    
operating    
amid residue  
of its native    
and developmental    
environments  
somehow    
wake from its  
uncomfortable    
walking sleep?  
    
roused from  
a lousy  
zombie hibernation  
induced early  
either by  
those programmed by,
or directly from,
the millennium
hardened "Elite"  
genetically stained  
to reap?  
    
Yes, I think So !  
    
breathe a sigh    
of relief!  
    
cause  
for the first time  
upon blue sphere  
prowls  
the purest me    
ever  
to appear  
    
Me Unleashed  
    
etched and sketched  
by seemingly    
equal portion  
of nature, nurture, fate,  
and  
Individuality  
    
Who ever said:  

"Mutation  
Couldn’t
COMPLETE?"  
    
Its merely  
another label  
Not the street  
where    
The Fittest    
perform their    
incomprehensible  
variety    
of sweet and sour    
feats  
    
up til now  
ME  
is the free-est  
THIS being    
has ever  
been  
    
my trunk  
having shed  
decades and decades  
of thin-margined  
provincial rings  
devious inlays  
designed to keep  
hamsters on the wheel  
    
allowing me    
to    
embrace things  
alien  
terrible  
sublime  
and surreal  
    
blessed    
with a complexity  
that is thankfully    
undeniably  
Extreme  

SeLaH