So Are You
I float anonymously along,
Enslaved to a sight,
Suspended in a little bubble in time called clarity.
I see the chaos of the world around me;
I see the desperation of the ones who know not yet that they are desperate.
They rape and pillage still…
Incessantly ignorant.
These little problems,
They’re not yours,
They’re mine.
Problem is,
Your problems aren’t problems at all,
They’re innecessarities,
Yet then again,
So are you.
So what will you do to alleviate the situation?
You could try burrowing in yourself,
Deep within yourself,
Digging through the pain and blame to discover the root.
Conscience-ness didn’t start in any garden,
But it did start.
When you discover that start,
You’ll see the beginnings of the problems that now consume us,
As you consume one another.
Tread the downward spiral,
Do not stop when you think you know,
Always keep our minds’ eye open.
You will know when you know;
The signs never end.
4/4/2002
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