AwakeA Poem by CuringThe scariest thing is, we're ready to evolve. Imagine how many of our horrors we could solve. Even darker still, they don't want us to unite. But after all, what's been solved with all these wars we fight And money is of course... the most important thing of all. Yet funny as it sounds...it really means nothing at all We're brothers and we're sisters, under a common sun. These lines we've scrawled on maps of ours...shattered instead of one. That's the truest problem, the final shackle yet to break. The futures beams with brightness...but we've a final leap to take. We must release the past, We'll need both hands to lunge. Balancing precipitously before the plunge, Our consciousness transcending, silence ringing in our ears. The internal glow of love without the salty taste of tears. We're worthy and we're ready, and some of us awake. Enlightenment expanding, like a ripple on a lake.
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