As I read the history of our nation, my heart is anguished.
Instances of slavery, discrimination, and inequality floods my heart with hatred.
This toxic emotion cannot be contained in thy heart as it poisons thy soul.
Thy heavy burden must be contained elsewhere or thy will burst.
Thy wickedness need a place for containment; I have an idea.
So I took my pen, grabbed some paper, and drowned myself with ideas.
Ideas the are product of my own observations,
In the process several questions arose that needed answers.
Why waste time and procrastinate?
Does procrastination gives us more time to improve at work or is it otherwise?
Are we waiting for the right moment to come?
Is right moment a product of action of by chance?
Why do my fellow men keep their eyes closed, mouths shut, and ears deaf?
The cancer in our society has gone out of control.
Are we doing something to contain and eradicate it?
Ideas and questions could lead us to possible solutions to our problems so what's holding us back?
Is it because we fear scrutiny, rejection, and even death?
Scrutiny and rejection will lead us to possible solutions to our problems so why not entertain it?
Death is a gift of nature; it brings peace of mind and serenity so why be afraid of it?
Some says death is pleasant so long as purpose is served; so should we find our purpose and wait for death to consume us?
Why do these questions even come to mind?
I admit my intelligence is limited and I seek for assistance as my mind loses its sharpness overtime.
I hope a wise man is out there to enlighten us.
Free us from this misery and bring joy to our lives.
Instances of slavery, discrimination, and inequality floods my heart with hatred.
This toxic emotion cannot be contained in thy heart as it poisons thy soul.
Thy heavy burden must be contained elsewhere or thy will burst.
Thy wickedness need a place for containment; I have an idea.
So I took my pen, grabbed some paper, and drowned myself with ideas.
Ideas the are product of my own observations,
In the process several questions arose that needed answers.
Why waste time and procrastinate?
Does procrastination gives us more time to improve at work or is it otherwise?
Are we waiting for the right moment to come?
Is right moment a product of action of by chance?
Why do my fellow men keep their eyes closed, mouths shut, and ears deaf?
The cancer in our society has gone out of control.
Are we doing something to contain and eradicate it?
Ideas and questions could lead us to possible solutions to our problems so what's holding us back?
Is it because we fear scrutiny, rejection, and even death?
Scrutiny and rejection will lead us to possible solutions to our problems so why not entertain it?
Death is a gift of nature; it brings peace of mind and serenity so why be afraid of it?
Some says death is pleasant so long as purpose is served; so should we find our purpose and wait for death to consume us?
Why do these questions even come to mind?
I admit my intelligence is limited and I seek for assistance as my mind loses its sharpness overtime.
I hope a wise man is out there to enlighten us.
Free us from this misery and bring joy to our lives.