to hold it captive in an enclosed sack

to deprive it of its breath, and cause it to meet the gates of death

but why all the work?

Why all the fuss?

Why all the tears and blood?

Only to turn our backs on reality?

Explain to me...

What is it that you see?

What is it that you feel?

They say time heals

all wounds...

Yet as the sun sets and the sun rises

so do our problematic pasts

that lasts, and casts

a shadow of doom

that blooms in our overworked minds

which finds the truth that blinds

and pierces our hearts

like a game of darts...

Murphy’s law says it all..

You meddle with faith you fall..

Yet our stubborn minds insist

and persists to consistently search

to search the unknown...

The unknown that keeps us up at night

the eyes wander which catalyzes the sleepless framework of mind

to its never-ending punishment

What is the punishment?

The obsessive compulsions that haunts our daily lives

diminishes a minute for every hour we live

because we have a problem with being satisfied...

Our pride denies the truth and the lies....

Which stunts the growth of living wisely

precisely.....How can I put this quite nicely?

We live a life of insatiateness

Just live everyday, as if it were the last

no regrets no doubts

the past has passed........

-yours truly