Conscious
Are you really conscious? Aware of your world?
Or can you just not comprehend a life that is so unfurled?
It's this degree of consciousness that needs to be understood.
If we delved a little deeper, enough to lift the intellectual hood.
It's these multiple facets of consciousness that need to be explored.
For the human mind cannot handle just being bored.
It has been studied and proven that we would much rather feel pain.
All for what though? Is there really any personal gain?
It's these many faces of consciousness that form the realm of the unknown.
But what's the point if we are born, we live and we die alone?
You may say, but what about our family or our friends?
Or the social media that connects us and the complexities of their trends?
I say, they weren't always around and won't always be.
For a human life there is no such eternity.
Copyright © April Willcox | Year Posted 2022
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