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The Walking Grave
Too many tombs are filled with people
Who were never themselves
Too many illnesses are diagnosed with
Prescriptions that only mask
What truly ailes
Our bodies become graves
Of our lack of understanding
What are to become of the children
That are not taught that
They are their own saviors?
Our false perception comes as clouds
That dim the light between us
We are not alive to be consumed again
We are alive to become more than
When we began
Is healing ourselves more terrifying
Than what the world will become
If we do not?
Who were never themselves
Too many illnesses are diagnosed with
Prescriptions that only mask
What truly ailes
Our bodies become graves
Of our lack of understanding
What are to become of the children
That are not taught that
They are their own saviors?
Our false perception comes as clouds
That dim the light between us
We are not alive to be consumed again
We are alive to become more than
When we began
Is healing ourselves more terrifying
Than what the world will become
If we do not?
Published 23rd Apr 2024
| Edited 20th Aug 2024
Author's Note
NaPo 24 entry #23
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23rd Apr 2024 8:19pm
Is healing ourselves more terrifying Than what the world will become If we do not?
this was perfectly said... amazing
this was perfectly said... amazing
24th Apr 2024 2:10am
28th May 2024 7:13pm
Ooooh. My thoughts exactly but written ever so much more clearly and insightfully. We are here to heal ourselves and, by extension, that which surrounds us. You wrote that so beautifully.
TY.
TY.
29th May 2024 4:17pm
Thank you!! This one was inspired by the book ‘The Myth of Normal’ by Gabor Mate.
I’m glad you enjoyed it xx
I’m glad you enjoyed it xx
29th May 2024 4:19pm
