Wed, 01/31/2018 - 00:28 -- whodies

Face flat -  cold cement

Strings that hold - strings that break

All the things that you said-



We defy. Nature. The odds. Authority.

We fly. We soar. We breathe. We die.

We solve impossible promblems. And we create them as well.

We are selfish. We are selfless.


We scarfice.

For love. For strangers.

We believe in the impossible.

We make it possible.


We ignore the fact.

The fact that we may be surronded in what may be nothing.

An abyss.

Or possibly worlds of the unknown.

We live in an unexplored world surronding more unexplored terroity.


We may tell ourselves lies

to explain many things.

Lies with countless consequnces .


we also want to change the world.

To save a life.

Even our own.


We search endless voids for meanings

when we hold it in closed hands.

Open them. Unclench your fists.

Release the meaning. The purpose.


Breathe.  Love. Smile.

Just live.

Live and let live.



This poem is about: 
My country
Our world


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