Tears of the world
drip in needles
piercing empathetic souls.
Creating a dream,
a desire,
a need…
To tip the scales
towards balance.
Lost within compassion
we yearn
for a magic wand
to wave over sorrow,
wash away despair.
But alas,
Reality intrudes
upon fantasy.
Stealing our concept
of trickery.
In its wake we are left
with nothing more than
our own ability
to make decisions.
An opportunity
to become
destiny’s nemesis.
Force fed enlightenment.
by the glaring absence
of illusion.
We learn
to mold our actions
to attain
the same results.
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