segunda-feira, 4 de janeiro de 2021

War of mind

Of all things dark we should expect nothing but peace,
For in the dark we're all the same, envy and greed forgotten.
Of all things in the light we see in others what we wish for ourselves
We live and feed of them, as such hate is bred.

Of memories past shame comes to mind.
If anything at all was valued at such times
It is now nothing but a mirage in hindsight,
Seen in big screens with bright colours and multiple lines.

Blindfolded we are true,
For what we do not see can do us no harm
And no harm shall come to it
By our hands, with our blood, with our war of mind.

Blind we should walk
Choosing to trust, choosing to love,
Refusing hate as we cannot pay its price,
Refusing greed as there is not enough for all.
 
Deaf we are to words of wisdom,
More than ever pushing our agendas,
Fighting freedom with tyranny, 
As was before shall be again - war.

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