What is this thing we call life Which leads us to heartache and strife We enter this world, innocent of all shame We grow and mature, learning as we grow We expand our thoughts, our likes, our hatred Knowing not why, but we do Because we have been indoctrinated since birth To believe To believe that others not like us are bad To believe in success, no matter the cost To believe that to question is wrong My belief Is that we owe this world our lives, not to rape it the way we have We owe a debt to the millions killed by lovers of Jesus Christ, Mohammed, God And that debt is to stop acting like humans and become less like the animal we are Mean, cruel, hateful, greedy, caring only that we have what we want That we are comfortable I believe, for our love of our Earth we must vanish, as a species Like a pestilence, supposedly placed here by a loving God We are constantly living in fear, of everything I am facing my fears, by looking in a mirror, by setting myself free From myself And all my anger and fears fade away For I know, I and my thoughts are my worst enemy Look into your mirror and set yourselves free dennismoconnor.com Comments are closed.
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