part 1:

Hope is elusive

And yet never far behind

Fading

Yet always there

Falling through the darkness

Falling through the light

Falling through the earth

Falling through space

Falling through time

Power I have

Over when I leave

Yet I have no desire

To have such power

As it was not meant to be used

When the natural order

Will decide

To enact

The time

As it always will

Until that day

Far from now

Weary with age

By body sinks to the earth

Joining the dirt

Fueling the earth

And my soul

Rising

To meet its master

My reality

The present

Thinks of this

Yet feels the word

Not the action

Long is my journey ahead

For my brothers

For my mother

For my father

For my sister

For my family

And for my master

Order, balance, and power

Neither good, nor bad

But there

To serve growth

And strength

And the ultimateness

Of existence

Of reality

Of creation

Part 2:

I step up in the face of danger

Enjoy thrills

Though not scares

Yet timid

Shy

And afraid of injury

Yet fearless to protect others

Despite injury

I am powerful

But my true strength

Is in others

My fears

My shortcoming

Disappear

When I am needed

I am separated

From my anxieties

And operate at my best

My desire to help others

Increases when I see suffering

It overpowers everything else

So much so

I can’t feel anything else

Expect that desire

To help

To ease

To save

A person

My hypersensitive is numbed

My pain

My struggles

Anxieties

Stress

Concerns

And fears

Cease to exist

In the presence of the desire

It is pure happiness

To feel the desire and succeed

In assisting

It is the most effective way

To overcome

My challenges

My pain

My fear

If only for a time

Part 3:



The earth is alive

It groans

It feels

The abuse of all the living things upon it

Humans

Animals

Plants

And ecosystems

It may not feel the few animals who die for food

Or plants for growth

But it does feel the extermination of its plants and animals

The constant hunt and torture of animals, the death of the young

For cheap fast food, for tournaments, or to appease our sick fetishes

The plants not for moderate growth, but massive expansion

Merciless wiping out ecosystems

Everything in them

And letting them die

Until none remain

One after another

Like a fast machine

It may not feel a city

Decayed over time

Or some building, cars, or objects destroyed

But it does feel the millions slaughtered upon its surface

The cities destroyed into oblivion

The destruction of nations

Peoples

And large devastation

Genocide

And opressement

Of many peoples

We have progressed

But often not because of the groans of the earth

Or it’s people

Or it’s nature

Or it’s environment

But because the things in our pockets

Begin to shrink

Small steps we have made

For almost all the wrong reasons

And the arts still groans

For the present

And for the evil

Which in the past

Still has made no progress

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