My muffled mind.
It saw the world.
It saw people.
It saw conquerors.
It saw people who wanted to conquer the world.
My muffled mind,
asked a silent question:
Even if we conquer the world, what difference does it make?
The real question is have we conquered ourselves?
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Chasing Horizons
PoetryWhen I saw life killing me, A thought crossed my head: I had spent my entire life chasing horizons. Horizons which I could never touch.
