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Tuesday, July 28, 2020

Think We Are Different


 

You thought that you were so different

Until you met someone much like yourself

Maybe in a dream

Another lifetime

A nightmare

Or a drunken despair

 

He had no legs

She was missing feet

The little boy was blind

And the girl, due to Alzheimer’s

  had lost the memories in her mind

 

From war, everyone lost someone they knew

From famine, the body count seemed infinite

Global Pandemics made for disparaging averages,

‘Lucky to be alive,’ even in sadness, united

Making death the unifying factor,

   among seemingly opposites

 

Still think we are different,

Universal Laws, laugh at human ignorance

The indifference of intolerance

Coupled with natural disasters

Eventually yields a oneness

And unveils the pettiness of unnatural dualities

 

Hell-on-Earth has a way of debunking

  the concept of Big-I’s and Little-You’s

Sheds light on the darkness of

  racism, sexism, and nationalism,

Luminates deep seated hatreds

  fueled by clannish cultures,

  unjust laws, one-sided traditions and

  evil people who hide behind the good of religious principles

Darkness only prevails in the absence of light

 

Think you are so different

Does the Earth have to swallow itself up

  in order to change the hearts and minds of its inhabitants

Maybe.

And maybe given a few more tragedies

  You will think again.

 

New Thought:

  One Planet

  One People

  One Peace

Connected - All Lives Matter!

 

A Poem by,

F. Alexis

06.15.20


Tuesday, October 7, 2014

To BeorTo Do”… That is the ?

To be or not to be
Easy for those
Blinded or who choose to see

To do or not to do
Easy for all
Subconsciously ruled

To Do…
Constant motion
Hurried from here, moved to there
Energy exerted
With stringent care
Seemingly, always aware
But shrouded by mind’s eye
The rush, rush of not life’s truth’s
But it’s dares
Fears of lack: money, success, love
As the evidence we shrug
In perpetual cycle
We continue to live
As we do

To Be…
Or not to be
Is a crime
Might as well build a shrine
Marked by stone
As one not alone
Alive in graveyards of living dead

To bypass To Do in favor of To Be…
Is to choose to live
At the seat of your soul
Amid flowers that perpetually grow
In a rhythm of infinite flow
Among A-tones that instinctively know
From actions always inspired
And abundance never retired
A life blossoming
Perpetually in your favor
One, in joy, to forever savor
A reality in which you are free
To be!

To Do or To Be?...

Choose.