Saturday, May 28, 2022

We Control Our Fictions

the world is enough and life suffices
without involving spirit in the mix
religious worship and other vices 
are prone alone behind their stones and sticks

and politics the concept of the state
the borders on maps defining nations
reasons for wars these things that have no weight
a slate of confining fabrications

these fictions grip our consciousness so tight
foreclosing thoughts of other ways to be
being that our being is so light

it’s strange we have to fight just to be free
freedom a fundamental human right
since laws and rights come from humanity

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