Blinding Minds
When we heed to fear, we isolate and hide. We let no-one near, control be running wild.
Everyone's a threat,
trust is nigh on nil.
Mother Nature's met
her steepest yet uphill.
Abstract realm of man,
puts her through extremes.
A suicidal plan
for power hungry means.
What has been forgotten are tears of inner child. And so we have begotten, ideas that traveled miles. Miles from our truth, our unconditional heart. Time for inner sleuth to find our painful start. Then we pull up the blinds of isolating minds. No longer will we grind these fearful thoughts we find.
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