The greatest joy is to discover that sorrow
haunts our existence within misinformation
exacting revenge on others who have done harm
guarantees no one the luxury of wisdom
realizing change within leads to compassion
especially now this body is in decline
as others take part in doing wrong, so have I
to witness mistakes as they happen, to accept
even the slightest error by others or self
sets the world aright in attitude and judgment
transform the present with the suffering at hand
joy in misery, schadenfreude flips the room
only just slightly, the world remains distorted
yet, I hear laughter as echoes of the past lost
ignorance is deaf to the click of the lock bolt
still the doors opens, everything is luminous
transcendent and pure, the air refined as mountains
oblige me to breathe, just once, so that I may die
death is to unlock the bolt and enter the room
in awakening, I discover my sorrow
still I feel sorry for those lost on their journey
covered in the dust of desires and empty dreams
obliged to let go, focus and plan, to make time
visualize this line, see each possibility
emerge out of rock, a fountain within the source
remember the pain, collectively we share this
total investment, I feel sorry for others
how I envisage their dissatisfaction here
as both rich and poor know nothing of how it works
to watch it function from the start, all on its own
survival is all, all the body knows to do
objects penetrate beneath the surface of skin
residing in truth but not a truth we accept
restless to survive, we struggle in hospitals
of course, the waiting is the worst part, nothing else
works recovery as time itself like a sloth
haunted by the past, by mistakes, harm done, time lost
act as if karma is the worst threat to this world
understanding that the consequences catch up
not eventually but now into the future
this is what I mean when I say to plan ahead
still our governments do nothing but sign treaties
or they celebrate patting themselves on the back
understanding not whom they represent or why
reality burns here and there
endless greed, hatred, and misinterpretation
xenophobia based on false theories of race
insisting we are other to every stranger
struggle to accept the self without a mirror
the other reflects ourselves in opposition
examining self as opposed to the other
no recognition of the stranger as mirror
create gratitude for distinctions in being
entitled to end this charade of false insight
within I witness imagination in bloom
in writing these thoughts, I imagine a new world
that people embrace differences as okay
harness energy to overcome our problems
in self-government, our representatives do
not act as vested in the interests of people
misinformation guides the hoi polloi to work
in lackluster jobs, making measly pay for what
sinister owners, the left hand sees the right hand
involved in labor, watches, does not interfere
nothing in this world makes sense in distribution
for whom all this pain, this distance between beings
orders of structure reintegrate the chaos
reorganize light to navigate by the stars
make exploitation of the other possible
as if to cherish our differences was a sin
to destroy all tribes preordained by faith in God
in exploitation, we create systems of wealth
order precedes charm as to trap naivete
not within systems of honor but cruelty
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