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Consciousness Correction
Written: November 12, 2023, For Unseekeing Seeker Contest
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Love is a rule binding us all, broad yet near,
Saffron sun sparks souls and spells fear.
Anger, stern iron law, and lethal sword to slay,
Charm shine, truth is a virtue, clean for aye!
We dwell in an ambivalent demesne of mind,
As feelings and amorphous concepts collide.
Follow me in this odyssey of introspection,
Delving into a quest for our soul's correction.
On this planet, hate spreads as a blaze,
Swallowed in the raging blast of a maze.
Consciousness draws us to raw heights,
Where dignity and empathy reign sleight.
Our abode is the vast canvas of the brain,
Disguised skepticism and ideologies strain.
This is where we face our darkest fears,
And delve into the roots of rage and tears.
Apathy is a cancer that eats at the soul,
A fatal illness that harms beyond control.
The way to growth requires looking inward,
Tear rage webs apart. Hello is a flimsy word.
I hear the quiet ticking of the clock in the hall,
That clock has put me to sleep. A crimson ball.
Being fed lies and fake facts, my soul is aware,
You ought to not have lied to me or compared.
Upon venting the wrath to a dear friend,
Anger melted, and the load did transcend.
I spoke with trust, unburdened by my soul,
And I gazed as my grief started to console
In this case, it is a correction that leads the way,
As we release our mutual animosity and affray.
For the sake of our deepest inner rectification,
We uncover the splendor of our actual reflection.
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