River flowing ever onwards
relentless change put into words
beings tangled up in fluid cords
contrary properties round up these herds.
River miraculous that all scars heals
currents in motion set the gears
amazing sight stretches across the riverbed
a necklace of beads onto a universal thread.
Thread at times having a soft feel
others a piercing making souls reel
thread woven like an invisible lattice
people feel trapped like cadavers in Atlantis.
Humans are at odds with time
abhor the clock's chime
time is money and money elusive
time is short but not exclusive
deadlines hover over heads
routine wears out the soft skin threads
responsibilities turn them to leather
morale drops shifts to stormy weather.
Anxiety sets up home deepening the furrow
little by little wrinkles gather and burrow
Ageingsville is built on margins narrow
blink once and Decrepitropolis is erected
egos are adversely affected.
Plastic surgeons stretch frilled skin
help throw old age into the dustbin
under the knife time is reversed
pride is pampered to feel less cursed
characters transform to statues
adorning squares and avenues.
Engrossed to attain immortality
people sacrifice their morality
adhere to artificial needs intense
feeding off the decadence.
Mothers milk their young
fathers with chicks swung
plutovamps sip with a golden fang
natural laws become high-strung
society goes out with a bang.
Where is up and where is down?
Praise the saint or praise the clown?
We are all spirits housed in flesh
bodies arduously polemic needy to stay fresh
bodies come with best before end signs
the vain cling on to corporeal confines.
A voice inside reminds us to feed the spirit fully
spirit is immortal our only life-saving pulley
humans ignore and drown the voice
humans believe they have an array of choice
whispered so by the talk box and all rejoice.
Ways of wrecking our temples provided manifold
whatever secrets the media from us withhold
ways to hate and lash out on natural beauty
morph ourselves into ingrates of glam so snooty.
Religions and medicine maim our privates
comply blindly with them as inferior to grivets
adversaries are deemed the rationally vigilant
obstructions to conformity and essence irritant.
With vanity's tears collected and bottled
oceans are filled with waters filthily mottled.
Wipe the tears from the windows to your soul
life is a loop play reform to get a parole.
Confront the mirror on the wall
stand up to arrogance ten storeys tall
tell the reflection what it knows quite well
become free from this carnal wicked spell.
Discard the obsession over a brittle carcass
aimless body of a zombie sourpuss.
Shed the cocoon emerge from the chrysalis
at last free-spirited butterfly showering bliss.
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