James Murdock

(06/13/1986 / Dahlonega, GA)

Satori


This is the end of me
No more shall I roam
No more shall I cast shadows of indolence
Or groan for the speck in my brother's eye
This is the end of me
No more shall I tussle
To conquer the untiring torrent
If you toil against the world
The world does not cease
To toil against you
No more shall I contend
Nor lunge at revelation
Nor speak of indispensable actions
No more serving minor ambitions
For no action is without reaction
No device of its own
The hardboiled heart does not filter grit
It does not welcome, it does not join
No more shall I be in fear
The dreadful creation of convention
The time has come to reclaim what is mine
Nothing

Submitted: Tuesday, October 02, 2012

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