How many of us can say that we selfless?
Would go out of our way for the helpless?
Put others before yourself
Would you stand in front to die for what's right
Or run behind and be the twelfth?
Do you think life is all about you?
Not caring what others go through
Spend all day taking selfies that's new
Some dizzy and don't have a clue
You wanna shake them
Stick their head down the loo
So self centred but what can you do
We all divided
Opinions clash
Over information provided
Grow through shit, focus the mind
That's what I did
Awaken, don't run around blind
After life in these bodies
What will we find?
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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(hopefully
some peaceful rest
a place, devoid of anxiety
or hope
just stillness, devoid of time
a place
we can blink and swim
in fond memories
feeling proximity of our loved ones
aside us in that interconnected
nothingness..
a place where selfishness
is born of selflessness
and that sense of self
exists only, in the images
where our mementos
await to be replayed
time-n-again
a constant loop of curated, daydreams
in a dreamless state)
maybe, wishfully
personally, I will settle
for anything close to that
dear Poet
Fantastic pal, your rhymes are incredible!
so true society today is so centered around their image good read
Yes, it needs a reset. Thanks very much!
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