I will not Grieve Passively Anymore

As Human beings we’re
A new form of perception on
This planet, a new way of living. We are young, and
Therefore limited in our outlook.
We think ourselves eternal.
We think ourselves infallable
As we destroy our world, burning it down
Around our egos to keep warm.
It strikes me the we’ve
Never learn to grieve, to
Move on.
We cling to what we think
Used to be the truth, and what
Could be in our most broken hearted fantasies.
All while holding the head of
What really is under water.
We are desperate to feel in control
Because we are in denial that we are
Finite. All of time is not for us,
We could never be forever.
I grieve all the wasted time, all
Of the missplaced emotion, all the lives
Cut short by fear wearing the

Skin of murdered ambition.
We’ve crafted languages of
Lies and social castes. Built a
Society of absolute isolation. ‘Every
Man is an island’? Have we forgotten

The archipelago? We’ve raped the
meaning out of united, awesome, compassion, home, hope… We’ve
Chosen to suffer because
We don’t have to leave the prison
Of our minds to do it.
A ‘Cult of Personality’ is only
Possible because we are afraid of
Ourselves.
The singular center of our own solar systems, we forget about the

Galaxy around us, we’ve forgotten
The cosmic dance. So, we
Collide with each other.