Metamorphosis, My Edition

Conspicuous, abrupt evolution around the skin

a biological growth spurts of relative changes

like the aquatic phase of the newts,

or the butterfly transformation, Nah

or, perhaps Kafka’s masterpiece

poor Gregor Samsa, a quintessentially alienated man

conversion into a monstrous vermin

isolation, alienation, sacrifice, dehumanization,

a burden felt emotion, of course not a supernatural feeling

I opt for a transformation to take place

over devilish spirits, changing inner us gradually,

not to transform our souls into theirs

not to convert theirs to ours

only the metamorphosis to happen

to be kinder,

in the brighter days of shinning lights

covered in true humanitarian spirits

to embrace, to enlighten.

[Initially published in Medium]