I maybe just dumb to believe that there’s hope for humanity….there’s hope for the less privileged…I may be deaf to hear what they say that nothing can be done to the cry of the poor..the agony of the less fortunate..
I just hope one day the world will be a better equal place for humanity..
All the time I feel the air.
Breezing by, everywhere.
Can it feel me? Does it notice me?
Does anyone, anywhere really care to see?
Everywhere I go, there’s no feeling of space.
Free from the toxins that impale this place.
Gone are the times of solitude and innocence.
Here is the now, the age of dissonance.
I walk among the reckless and the recluse.
Just those who are already stuck in the noose.
Kindly floating by, observing society.
Listening to the lack of sincere propriety.
Missing their voice, which got caught in the wind.
Nothing’s right, we’re trying too hard to blend.
Only to discover it’s us who are the plague- blurring among the faces, all too vague.
People who fall to greed and lust,
Quiver so slightly in the air like dust.
Rising through the storm are the few.
Sickness has settled on us all like dew. Trying…
Pain can be beneficial when it leads to some kind of “liberty” in us, when a sleeping energy is awoken, when unknown talents are recognized, when a understanding about life’s purpose and direction deepens in us.
There is much within us that needs to come to life.
Pain brings them out. It made us see that we have in stored so much love, fidelity, endurance, resilience, hope and understanding in us.
Pain can be a process of purification and discipline in us in many ways..