An Everlong of Deja Vu
Hovering beside a group of words,
Strategically aligned to make them meaningful,
Primitive noises and symbols are constructed,
Passed down from elders who are wise with knowledge,
Taught to use them for powerful communication,
Emotions stirred into structured but stiff cocktails,
Irresponsibility is lost in translation,
This is what we're taught,
An education of destruction,
Behaviors we're to believe are normal,
While we unknowingly create chaos through vowels,
Consonants created equally as terrible,
As the groups we are controlled by,
They make us feel accepted,
love fills our bottomless pit,
With hope comes commorodory,
But We only find ourselves more alone then ever,
When we're no longer useful to the cause,
We're handed a red solo cup of destiny,
Being a part of something in a history,
A history that will be lost over and over,
These events elevate the mind,
There is no existing in time,
You are handed the gift of déjà vu,
Because you've already done this,
And it reminds us of the truth,
A linear universe,
A place that repeats itself,
Again and again it happens,
Unwilling to accept it,
We turn a cheek,
To save all we have,
The belief that we have a purpose…
The search for meaning comes up short,
When we focus on the meaning of life,
You miss the real reasons your alive,
We're not meant for this planet,
We should have figured this out when we were born.
We're given a name,
To help us with an identify of self,
The story of me begins,
And it ends,
In between is an awareness that doesn’t belong,
Experiences that are hijacked,
Given to us,
For a hypothesis of scientific purpose,
Like a conscious robot,
To see if we can feel alive,
We are living,
But we are abandoned,
Left behind by master,
What's your’s is mine,
And ill make you bleed for it if I have to,
Darkness takes over when we believe the story of me,
Mine is the war inside,
Killing anything in the way of my pleasure,
Leaving you as a short term memory,
Lossed to fires and eroded by water,
The legacy of you will never be forever,
You are a temporary tyrant,
Pursuing the darkest of evils,
The unknown,
The lessons of life,
understood as a behavior,
And tolerated because its nature..
M. Stefano/2017
Copyright © Mario Stefano | Year Posted 2019
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