*Sadly, this isn't my work. It's something a friend of mine wrote during our senior year.
We often all get so caught up in our own lives
That we forget were alive
Take for granted these steadily beating vital signs
Take for granted our insanely complex bodies and minds
Twisting and mating and connecting and intertwining in intricate design
To create that unique individual conscious being, seeing me right now
Hearing these words I utter as your ears interpret and give meaning to these sounds
And taking part in this universal feeling called existence to which we are all temporarily bound
So please someone tell me why I see hate control the soul?
Insecurities enabling jealousy and letting envy free to roam
To prey and feast on the heart until their grip is stone
Talons dug in so deep that even if they wanted to they could never let go
I see indulgence in negative feelings, and hoping others fall
The urge to recognize what others lack just to launch assaults
Taking for granted that we even feel at all
And lacking the courage to accept that everyone has faults
Because people think there ugly so they paint other people as ugly too
In order to have the world reflect themselves, even though what they think isn’t true
So instead of wasting face on finding different things to hate
I want to celebrate that I woke up to greet the day-
I want to celebrate breathing, eating, sleeping, feeling, thinking, dancing, hearing, smelling, seeing, touching,- cuss in the words of brother ali,” I’m so beautifully human and I’m proud of it”
Its all about pinching yourself and finding joy in that you can recognize the sting
Or in the fabric of a blanket as you go to sleep
In the knowledge that if you poke yourself hard enough you will bleed
And in the differing texture of hot sand on a warm beach
Because a living thing is to rare to dismiss as trivial
And those fighting to stay alive are to unique to dismiss as the weak sheep
Because only the ones fighting to stay alive can really live the way which I’m trying to preach
So basically what I’m trying to say is love others, even if they cant love themselves, just because they are alive
And help those who have to struggle to survive
Because when people say love life, they don’t mean love your own life
They mean love everything that lives, without ever needing an explanation or a reason why
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