As I tug away the disconnection of life
and laughing at the fabled concept that
we all evolved from Adam and Eve. Basically,
we’re all inbreeds. The mockery of truth. My
escape is the view from some pragmatist’s window.
How fertile and knavish was my indoctrination to
this world of illusion. The obscuration of truth and
withholding of free will the Christian tribal way. The
daily abuse of man-milked Proverbs and ongoing
mind-wielding lectures from hypocrites with their
evil agenda brought me to suffering and then
conquering. Christians’ perambulator of control
is an unchained ideology that encumbers free will.
I need no fairytale crutch to ensure my existence, I
walk with the sanctity of knowing life’s not eternal
and like the fear of each innate creature that prowls
on this dying Earth in knowing that each day resolutes
and constitutes survival. I love life more than most and
crumble at the thought of death, I've lived for myself and
and for others knowing that we all perish in the vain pages
of an unwritten anthology. Death will come in the most
strangest hour; don't prepare, don't despair, and don’t cry
for me. Weep for the life you haven't lived yet because you
wallow in fear, walk that dreamful ambition with unabated
courage.
- John Hardesty
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