Unique and different times.
Take unique and thinking minds.
Together.
To find progressive ways to leave behind,
That which has been defined.
With a moving forward that accepts,
Steps to ensure...
Lessons learned,
Are not repeated to endure...
Thoughtlessness.
A process that produces,
A continuation of confusion.
Conflicts and their regrets.
Unique and different are these times.
And remarkable are the days.
Coming to go and not to stay.
For those attached and strapped to madness.
With vows to commit,
To a crazed craving wished...
That a foolishness to permit it,
Will provide them benefits.
Along with entitlements to exist.
An awakening has to happen.
When minds have been limited,
To indifference, self importance.
Division, bigotry and hatred.
With it believed this kind of mentality,
Is an investment that protects...
Those sick of mind,
Immuned from being attacked...
By their own ignorant acts.
Ultimately...
An awakening has to occur.
In the minds of those,
Suffering from recurring blurred visions.
Induced to seduce delusions of greatness.
Perceived.
And achieved.
By a hatred to discover,
And in isolation.
No one has for them....
As they have for themselves.
This awakening has to occur,
In the minds of those...
Already sickened by this vision.
And preventing themselves to applaud.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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