Art and the philosophy of life

Humans…a poem

The Girl And The Robot, Robot, Flower

HUMANS
can fall in
LOVE
with
ANYTHING
it doesn’t matter
what it is
we make room
for everything
animals
toys
books
movies
anything at all
can
MOVE
us
make us
LOVE
them
we fall in love with
with houses
cars
broken things
wild things
the ocean
sunny days
music
art
we can fall in love
with everything
because
that’s what we
ARE
we
ARE
LOVE
we don’t need signs
telling us to spread the love
we carry love in our pockets
tiny reminders of happy moments
a ticket stub
a shell
a stone
we love things
that reminds us
of
OTHER THINGS
THAT WE LOVE
and yet
the world is going up
in tear gas
bullets
hatred
rage
fear
and
death
not just because
our love is limited
to personal things
but because
we were never allowed
to love on a grand scale
we were taught
about the things that 

DIVIDE
us
manipulated by
CHURCHES
SCHOOLS
INSTITUTIONS
and
CULTURE
MANIPULATED
brainwashed by the
STATUS QUO
which has killed what we are
to fit their own needs
and it’s time we
WAKE UP
and realize that we are being
SET UPON EACH OTHER
BY AN INSANE DICTATOR
WHO IS
THE EMBODIMENT OF HATRED
SET UPON
by a SYSTEM
THAT IS GREEDY AND POWER HUNGRY
AND ALWAYS HAS BEEN
FROM THE VERY BEGINNING

and that’s why
LOVE
is limited
CONFINED
to the SMALL
and NARROW
scope of those things
in our own
tiny worlds
that’s why
so many can look the other way
and ignore the atrocities
that have always taken place around us
WE HAVE BEEN POISONED
by a system that embraces
division
violence
hatred
and
POWER OVER OTHERS
babies
will go to anyone who
holds out their arms
that kind of love
is unacceptable
in a world
that wants to
CONTROL
us
turn us into types
categories
OTHERS
LABEL US
and make us enemies
because the truth is
we can love
ANYTHING
a photo
a stuffed toy rabbit
with one ear
a pressed flower
or a
robot
we can
LOVE
ROBOTS
we can
LOVE
anything
or anyone
if only we are
ALLOWED
to do it
IF ONLY WE WEREN’T
POISONED
BY THE TWISTED SOCIETY
RUN BY MEN
WHO TEAR US APART
AND USE US
FOR THEIR OWN
DESIRES
and know
the only way they can do that
is to kill
the
LOVE
that we are
it doesn’t have to be
THIS WAY
WE
ARE
THE
ONLY ONES
WHO CAN
STOP
IT

Comments on: "Humans…a poem" (4)

  1. Love it.
    We carry love in our pockets. True words.

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