Dwelling in a forever that will end soon we question what creation created the entity that created us. Residing in a nation of stabilities built on fears and kept through idea's we assemble. How strong are we that we crumble against wind? How feeble are we that we can emotionally move a mountain but can’t physically create peace? As we fill ourselves with emptiness from a world that gives our souls so little. Who’s to blame for a detachment of reality? Who to sarcastically reward for the choke hold attachment to materials? Who to spite for both? Judge me by my hue and count me up as a measurable whole of an inept existence. Because to color me blind and ignorant is to show a more realistic depiction of my unruly resistance.
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immense..
"Dwelling in a forever that will end soon we question what creation created the entity that created us" my God.. that is profound, you are in deep thought..
i don't know what to say, i cannot believe i haven't come across this piece, the few words that it is left a deep imprint in me, it defines introspection, when you dig deep and look into yourself to search you find questions about the world never thought before.. i can only imagine the turbulence going on inside you, the conflicts, uncertainties, half truths, pain, i wish i had answers but what good is that going to do right? even in the face them we are left with that void, somehow answers are just not enough, they keep bringing more questions, creation seems to be in contradiction with itself, you are not alone in your search, we share the journey, remember that ms poetess..
thank you for this profound piece..
i shall be revisiting, no doubt.
blac.
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