We Are the Eggs They Are the Knife

we are the egg they are the knife

the egg shell 
like the body

the egg white albumen 
like the spirit 

the egg yolk like the soul
all others lies in between 

so is the connection of humans
to the universe through spirituality
and beyond

is a pity now
we live in a world 
where intelligent humans 
punish the body 
with there knives of 
inflation depression panic
and brutality

it affects the weak 
and destroy there 
true spirit to confusion

the knives of our 
officials cut out 
our zeal of being
to a destruction 
of a hard repair 
when it hits 
the soul 
like to the 
egg yolks
we realise 
they are nothing 
but empty liers
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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