Death vs. Love

We are preached to

Told to strive for emptiness over greatness

Told greatness comes with money

Misled that money could feed our hungry souls

We are taught that lonely is the worst thing a person can be

Not taught about the heights and depths of love

Or the canyons a person can leave in your heart

The dangers of the shallow waters of narcissism

Or the great ocean wind that can roar through a sandy mind

The paralysing cold a human can feel

And the warmth of another human that could melt your flesh

We are taught consumerism as a religion

Told to fear war, disease, terrorism

Never educated about the colours a person in love can see on the setting horizon

Or how to nurture your soul

We are not taught to discuss the natural temporariness in humans of a death wish

We a told to reject the foreign

And avoid the unknown

Told that other people will hurt us

And the world is against us

Taught to show love

But not taught how let it in

Disregarded as entities of wonder

Desecrated as bodies of hope

Raped of our innocence

Taught softness is vulnerability

And told to beware of our hearts

We are told God is good

Forgetting that God is dead

Told that life is beautiful, that life is cruel

By our leaders, we are made to feel that we are never enough

Never have been enough

Despite their own hidden,

Earth born anxiousness

As they ponder the trivialities of a strangers rudeness

Pretending to not feel what we feel,

They walk through the grass

Sweat, and blood, and love falls there

Secreted by the hollow body of a once living, breathing carousel of sensibility

Like all others, who at some point

Have also felt all too human.

mrs-ericharris:

I have great taste in murderers

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