“Maybe there is a beast… maybe it's only us.”
― William Golding, Lord of the Flies
Treatment, is it real?
Counseling, does it work?
Happiness, is it real?
The mirror’s image does it lie?
Prisons for our minds.
Are you real?
The juxtaposition, nature’s beauty, its relevance is perfect.
And we came along also perfect.
The elect shows signs of corrupt ideas and actions, the sign of the times.
A revolutionary period; looking directly into the eyes of your spouse.
Looking directly into the eyes of your child; looking directly into the eyes of your enemies.
Music, an expression of the human soul, as the planets are aligned with the human vocal chord.
Can you play a chord?
Surrounded by hordes of jackals, whatever is expected is what one receives.
The juxtaposition, the perfect ratio of aesthetic values pleasing the beholders mind and eye.
About the Creator
Fatma M Robinson
Hi, everybody calls me Tina. I have many degrees, but my passion is advocating and activism for climate change, animal awareness, homelessness, racism, and social change. Currently, I am a Peer Counselor.
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