Digestion

 

 

“You digest me;

You take all of me in,

and you break me down

piece by piece.

You analyse every aspect,

retain the good

and discard the bad.

And out of all the

scattered Segments

of my soul,

You produce energy.”

 

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I refuse to be enslaved

To a system that takes me nowhere

Except into the realms of corporate capitalism

Entrapped in the jaws of money-hungry mutants

who value mundane meaninglessness

over human compassion.

Who would rather live rich and brainless

than eliminate the world’s corruption.

I will break free

from the shackles of tyranny

 

To achieve a single dream:

Global Harmony.

Feigning Freedom

You cannot have something

And not have it

Simultaneously.

You cannot feign feelings

To keep someone around.

You cannot hide the truth

To hold on to a lie.

You cannot love someone

and make them cry.

Love is not freedom

It is sacrifice

It is imprisonment

Of one’s selfishness.

It is unconditional kindness

It is wanting someone

Simply for their presence.

Love is not broken promises

Adorned with passionate kisses.

Love is not a flame

Engulfed in a waterfall.

Love is either all in

Or not at all.

So how can you say you love me

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Tomorrow’s Lover

I love you when the sun sets

When your face wanders into my head.

When the moon ascends into the sky

The thought of you makes me fly

over the clouds to a world all our own

where the future remains as yet unknown.

I love you when the moon rises

Seducing the tides with its charming spell

When my emotions coincide with the stories you tell.

The night promises another day with new surprises

Yet the gift of you remains the same.

But I love you most when you say my name.

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