To chase futility

We foolishly chase

after that which

is not ours to possess.

Notions of perfection.

Striving for the clouds –

while wandering

on the shores

of our contradictions.

Hypnotized by

the ebb and flow of the waves –

while starkly refusing

to immerse ourselves

in the baptismal art of –

washing away

those lies that we tell.

Instead of using our tears as a conduit.

To cleanse the stains of our betrayal of self.

We opt for imprisonment –

versus being empowered.

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About Shun P. Writes

Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, possessor of 2 cents, blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way.