About gifts – K. B

About gifts

 

About gifts,
There is no
Privilege
Nor Health
Nor money
Nor promise
Of love

There is
But sacrifice.

About gifts,
There is no
One above

No wings
Lowered
For protection.

You think
You know
I think
I know

But everyday
There is proof
That you don’t
That I don’t

Rejection
Is but the
Consequence
Of Ignorance

And as control
Grows with
The little science
We have,

Energy becomes
Lesser and lesser

Except
For those
Who believe
In a greater
Strength.

O chimerous
Free choice

You never know
When you’ll
Be entangled.

There is thus
No freedom,
Only boxes.

There is no
One above

Who lowers
His wing

No explanation
Either

We spend
Our time
Half conscious
Half asleep

Lusciuous
Delicious
Unconscious

And as weakness
Sometimes
Dawns upon
Us

We lose
Our grip
Our wings

To lurk
In forgotten
Holes where
No friendly
Hand comes,

If only to ask,

Not even talking
Of help.

In this search
For godly power,
Good emotions
And penultimate
Experience,

There is greed,
Selfishness,
Envy.

Once you
Open your heart,
It’s impossible
To close it

But you can
Somehow
Become
Sour.

Therefore,
I look squarely
In the face of
Death…

And I make
Love again.

In this search,
There is greed,
There is selfishness.

And as no one
Cares,

Royalty thoughts
Start to infect
The mind,

Inflicting
Mortifying
Ideas that
Hurt.

Pleasing
Myself
And Yahwé
Is enough,

As long
As there is
Appreciation,
Esteem and
Respect
Between
People.

Copyright K.B.

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