backlashes, conflict thrashes
we all begin beautiful, potent
but jadedness, the cold beast
tears into us in a sharp downpour of rain
drenching all our hopes
smothering all our joys
the wonder of the senses
the awe of everything
do you know it?
does it know you?
in the flooding rain we weep
a victim of our own doing
placing limitations after limitations on ourselves
when we fail and fail again
Knowledge in this way earned is nought
but more chains on our prison cells
we close door after door not knowing
that there was so much more unexplored within those walls
and not knowing that they are nought
but walls put up by our minds
in search for security?
in search for stability?
in search for that safeness of already
anticipating the worse so we will not hurt.
that cowardly behaviour in One
seeps its deadly venom into All
when we use mockery, names and judgment
we are the tool of unrest and unfulfilment
to be unaffected by these knives of society
we have to harden ourselves and apprehend the pain
and this is the trend of practice
we prepare our children for
we grow older and look towards stability
i shall remind you now
what you already know
the most stable place to be,
where no childish risks
or adolescent adventure
can be condemned of
lies ultimately,
In the coffin.
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In the process of protecting ourselves so extravagantly, we have forgotten how to love and live.
