Triad of Illusions

Triad of Illusions

I.	Illusion of Freedom

In air we fall free, bound
by earth that holds us captive.

We live by cycles - 
day, night
cold, hot
rain, sun
love, hate
the seasons.

Gravity humbles us and
freedom is an illusion


II.	Illusion of Wisdom

We lie in all honesty for 
kernels of truth hurt
our ego.

We deny a God whose 
air we breathe
whose image we wear and 
spirit we bear
and judge ourselves thinkers.

The universe confounds us;   
wisdom is an illusion

III.	Illusion of Equality

Race is a front runner. More
subtle poisons wreak havoc.

Colorism and ethnicism 
kill more dreams than
color; fight is misguided. 

For independence we reap guilt 
and blood-stained hands are 
the prize of liberty.

For every right won, we do more wrong.

When will understanding come?

Equality is an illusion - 
the end that may someday end us.
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Agustin Avatar
May 28, 2024 at 5:48 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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