Hiding in corners of darkness does little for those anymore. All it does is make sure the ones who are afraid, stay afraid. For the world to be whole and untied the ones in the corner's shadow need to step into the light, and the people in the light need to be rid of the shadows.
If being alone was enough for the world,
The actions,
To heal,
To mend,
And to fix,
Would be the only things the world would need,
For it to create bliss.
If being present was enough for the world
The feelings,
For love,
For empathy,
And for strife,
Would have passed,
As something phenomenal,
And a normal part of life.
The distance grows heavy with feelings of don't, won't and can't that exist for most of the population that joins the segregated world. Fear strikes again as the forgotten look up for their redemption at the ones who they haven't lost hope in. The lost are the kind ones as they do not realize that their hope for the other world is nothing but walls that shield them from the truth.
Time and time again,
The ones who are lost,
In an effortless war,
Are left for their own,
Needing to have more.
Seeking revenge is not in their style,
For they see kindness,
While others see vile,
Truths,
Paths,
And things that could be,
Just blocked by the many,
Who can't relinquish,
The fear,
The darkness,
That might consume,
If they just let,
The pitiful through.
Hope is something,
That's glorified,
But with careless actions,
It is yet again,
Ignored.
Sometimes darkness is an inevitable feat; as it can creep through any boundary no matter how thick, tall and wide. As time grows the only actions one can reflect upon are the things that could have helped the future become more prosperous. Blame is in the nature of such things, as it reveals all the guilt and things one wants now, but didn't then. If shadows come, then its only a matter of time before everyone goes against one another. The only precaution one can take to make sure empires don't fall before its time, is to let go of some of the fear. If something goes wrong then it will be bad. But it was going to come anyway. Now, at least, one has more people than ever to fight the good fight more united and strong than it could have otherwise.
Wishing for Protection is letting go of the fear that blocks so many eyes, and just helping the ones who can't help themselves. They lie in a state of awful sights that they can't escape from. They try but the more influential fears of the most influential people stand in the path of their chance of freedom. Something bad is bound to happen at some point in time, if it happens to follow the fear, then its something that was going to happen anyway.
Help the hope of the lost and lead them to a new life, where one can give them the protection they need to help make the world a safer place.
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Wishing for the Unforeseen
ŞiirNo matter what's thought, poetry makes people think and thinking does something. It creates new horizons for anybody who just listens to the fluttering wings of thoughts. The thumping, and the feeling of the amazing. The wondrous flight of the new w...