Remind
me,
What is
reality?
I seem
to have forgotten,
So
please enlighten me.
Whispers
begotten in nihilism,
Shape
it into pessimism,
Where
the blade is the hand,
And
beauty falls to sand.
All due
to humanity,
For
this dark reality.
But is
this true?
Are we
a fall headed canoe,
To be
crushed by that which carries us;
Our
lives, hopeless to discuss?
Are we
but lone coyotes,
Searching
for our pack?
Only
our comrades flee.
Failure
is fact.
Shattering
this apart,
I find
some hearts,
Singing
of optimism,
Killing
cynicism.
All for
humanity
Exists
this reality.
Might
this be honest?
Are we
creatures on the way to their best.
To
flourish and heal the world;
Evil
revealed and its plans unfurled?
Are we
simple saplings,
Experiencing
the storm before the calm?
To
suffer in the beginning,
Life:
The process of diminishing qualms.
Convince
me:
Which
is reality?
Is
humanity a curse?
Or is
it beauty?
-Zero
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