Days on Earth


I, primitive and lazy
Remained the same

After the Paths…
Reduced to written words

Once popular writing, became
Only writing.

Multimedia has been inbred into us all,
While I nourished mine into my laziness.

Able to see both the sounds and movements,
Without the know-how to actuate

Self-condemned to observation,
waiting for the moment of cognition,
while praying for endurance and strength

I, primitive and lazy
Among varieties of springs,
waiting for the permission to drink.

Transitional forms of humanity…


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