I sit with my thoughts,
An avalanche of feelings wash over me,
this world, that pushes us to question our identity,
That throws us into chaos,
As we step out onto the ledge,
Our fragility, lay bare.
Judgement rains down,
Pecking at our shattered shells,
Till the last pieces fall away,
And what remains?
A thousand years of burdens,
Embedded in our bones,
Frozen within the tangled knots of our dis ease.
We hold on, afraid of who we will be,
If we open the gates to our liberation,
As if suffering is all we deserve,
Tattooed forever in our DNA,
This our Human nature.
Blinded by the circus,
By the constant noise and propaganda.
We have forgotten who we are,
That we are creators,
That we hold the power to change.
That we, hold the power!
