The Feelings Towards Buried Thoughts...

The Feelings Towards Buried Thoughts...

Today we stand before thee
Those thoughts birthed
To live and strive...
Thoughts now buried alive
Grasping for air...
But avoiding strife
Upon those... upon them
Who live brain dead...
The mechanical movements;
Fill in the bubbles...
Walk in a straight line...
Shut your mouth and listen...
Dim your light low... it is too bright!

And alone
Within an overpopulated world
We walk amongst the blood
And bodies of those
Who couldn't carry on,
Falling upon the ground
Right before our eyes
As the vultures  feast
Upon the remains

We live in a time
Where a thought
Is covered by dirt,
The dirt of others,
Covering originality
And true creativity.

How is this so?
If we were created
With individuality
And freedom of choice
Shout... scream... dream... think... love... breathe... seed... feed... vote... live... fill in your blanks... __________.
And above all give thanks...
For what is now
Can change in less
Than a second.

Go get your shovels
And dig up your buried thoughts
Live as you were meant to
And not as a fallen society
Protest to live...
Within the hands of greed and vanity... things that never last
But stand firm
On the the unshaken grounds
Touched by the Masters plan
And let the thoughts flow
While creating change
For the benefits of others
And yourself.

Tear it up...
Rip it up...
Burn it crisp...
That obituary for your thoughts
And let life grow within you
Not around you.

Thoughts Upon Thoughts
Mark Grijalva Peres
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