The
I have seen you
bloodstained, sunk in
despairing anguish.
Do not be sad, all is
fleeting in this life.
Cast off the ice, awake,
do not let maya trap
you in its velvet net.
You are more than your eyes
you are more than your body
you are more than your tears
you are more than your skin.
Don’t let anyone
frighten you or convince you
that you don’t exist.
Tell the world
that your space is
covered in
ideas, that your limbs
are alive and that you’re
awake.
Give the poor
a chance, help
the thirsty, stint
on nothing
time is but time.
On this plane time
exists, but we
would laugh were we to see
ourselves from without
behaving like
idiots. We’d be
ashamed of the foolishness
about us, the
stupidity that pursues us.
We think we’re more than others
we wear the same clothes
in different sizes, die
the same death with different
endings, have the same beginning
in birth.
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