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Fighting against destiny

Poetry By: sowosamma25
Poetry


Empty Pockets full of Dreams


Submitted:Feb 7, 2011    Reads: 220    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


.......................! Why?

Cause somewhere in my deepest unconcious mind I wanted it this way?

Or cause everything we do is already written in the stars?

Destined.

Predicted.

Just one big prophecy still waiting for its prophet?

Do we really have the right of being so arrogant that we are the only species being able to move the steering wheel?

That we are in charge of something?

Let´s face it, every blade of grass is smarter than us.

No fight against nature.

No basing existence on the suffering of others.

No point of view.

Just existing and coexisting.

We are at least already so far to understand their existence and are able to learn about them, but

we are still ignoring the lessons we should have learned through all so far.

So what I´m fighting against so hard?

Believing that everything is going to be alright?

Believing that everything is happening for a reason?

Or believing in the bullshit I was taught, showed and born into?

I´m fighting against my nature,

against what I really should do,

blessed by nature, life, love, "God", the universe

but not by YOU.





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