The CodeA Poem by Terrence ChangQuestion what is withinIn the time of humanity There are doubts left within ourselves Still sleeping in ignorance We condemned the truth With no shame in being prejudices And embrace the lies Fighting our ways That leads us to cry Divided souls and shattered sky Pitting ourselves into the deep ocean On a man’s quest to discover We destroy the only thing that we cling A slice of happiness to tears Dropping from our eyes Say no mare As desire becomes our greed For men forgets its deeds Laughter is just a despair Jailing our hearts Closure to shyness Depending on survival To think and justify No point to become great If we are not ready to swim the tide No one knows until we pass Or sink within failure Who is to bare? Who is to go? Lost only in the limitless space Where journey has no end Cry and cry That is all left Only to see ourselves gone Deprived in melancholy Felling pestilence to our human race Share no more thoughts Consciousness has devoured in guilt Each and every stepping stones Our legs leaping on journeys A hallucination runaway Escaping to different fate Dark and cold The feeling in my heart To where we cognate as one We are severed in different ways Run and scream The code is alarming A Solipsist is born To deny your existence As he says “I AM VIRTUOUS” And we are blinded Blinded by brightness For humans are egocentric If it is good They will follow Stepping in the land of fallow And make it dogmatic But little do we know With these direful actions We are impaling faith A hope within our self Where is the code The code that solves This heinous equation Or is there any? At least one. © 2015 Terrence ChangAuthor's Note
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8 Reviews Added on September 19, 2015 Last Updated on September 19, 2015 Tags: code, philosophy, humanity. question, truth, greed, solipsist, solipsism AuthorTerrence ChangMumbai, Maharashtra , IndiaAboutMy aim is to be a novel writer and a screen writer. And I try to hone my skills through writing poetry. Everything I did as a writer is all self thought. And I feel that it is time for me to step up t.. more..Writing
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