...
the strangest sight,
is to see a grown adult,
misplacing courage to
replace it with sadness,
holding on to a baby blanket,
filled with the holes
of yesterday's empty promises
and stained with the tears of bitterness,
all because of a fear
that doesn't even exist,
and a belief that if they were to let go,
there would be nothing at all,
curling up at night after
cocktails,
clutching to empty bottles
that never live up
to the taste of warm breast milk,
and the screams
of despair
...
It is possible to
Stop making exceptions
And accept what is,
Was, and what always will be,
To cease the cycle of
Turmoil that stifles
A life, society, community,
Race, people.
First, it has to be recognised
Underneath all the
Litter and trash in
One's conditioned
Mind and set of moral
Self-righteousness.
Humans usually,
At some point,
Arrive in this place,
Because if they did not,
The guilt would be
Their extinction,
And any good
They did for humanity
Would be lessened,
To the detriment of
All of humanity.
War.
07/22/2013 ©