The Weakness of Our Mind


The Weakness of Our Mind

I only have a few photos from my childhood
The rest are ashes now
They were destroyed along with our house
And my favorite chair

1996…
I don’t know why I feel shocked sometimes
Maybe I believe in the good nature of the human kind
A nature that ceased to exist
I used to believe-
I always believed…
Then they destroyed the only doll I had
And that’s when I stopped believing

2006…
It’s been nine years now
But the decapitated children-
The “collateral damage”-
Are still ashes
Buried and forgotten

2015…
I’m beyond that stage where my eyes-
The once innocent eyes-
Only see love and kindness
The reality is the only thing I see now
The hatred, the greed, the bullshit!
The bullshit they try to sell us
And fill our heads with

That’s why we’re killing each other
An agreement between our “leaders”
They want us to finish each other off
They want us to become slaves and robots to be controlled

I wish people would just stop and look…

It’s not about our religion
Not about our differences
It’s the weakness of our mind that allows their words-
Their lies to seep inside and entangle with our thoughts

2020…
So,
When are we going to stop it?

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