The clutter of living, induces a kind of blindness,
Marked targets flee from messy reality-
Anger and fear create the disparity.
In worlds of wonder and dreams,
The shiny inventions muffle the screams.
To outdo the other; a way of progression,
Which always leads to an inner regression.
The furthest from the core,
Lose the fight for acquiring more,
To be swept up on a lonely beach-
Is the result of deep truth and to their own is each.
- J.Bibi
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