A Way Back
I hope one day we can be the
people we really are. No more hiding
from each other no matter from
where we come or even how far.
A human being is a human no matter
where you look. A human being is real
and can't be gotten in the pages of a
book. When you were in your mother's
womb, there was a voice in there too,
giving instructions and telling your
body what to hear and do.
If not, we could come out with feet as
a head, or eyes as a toes in a shoe. We could
have become different colors, like green
purple or blue. As soon as we come out
of our mother's wombs, they slap us on our
***. That's when our voice disappears and hides
and becomes the past.
That's the time when mommy's and daddy's
voices come in. At first, it sounds happy,
like your old friend. But they really become
your dictators who bring that brings your voice to an
They teach you their religion and your culture
too. They have schools where other people
tell you what to do. Sometimes, the voice
inside you starts chatting, but the message
from the world is voices no longer matter.
Finally, the programing of your mind is complete.
You learned how to do what you are told, get a job,
make money and eat. You have become another
piece of human meat.
But wait! That voice you heard in your
mother's womb will always be there from
birth to the tomb. When you close your eyes
and listen well, you can hear that voice
say 'help' from that darkest Hell.
There is a way to get it back, make it louder,
make it a fact. Get a chair and sit and wait;
it will come back if you learn to meditate.
It opens your mind, to the voice of the divine.
Edited by rams devi
Copyright © E Poet | Year Posted 2018