Thursday, October 18, 2007

Blind Optimism

Life is not anything
and it won't be much further
nor closer to what it will become
It will do what it will want to accomplish
It will say what its mouth will want to tell you
It will laugh alongside your pity, it will coexist
within the darkness of the world, it will burst apart
from the innards toward the outwards, it will demolish
doors and the windows alike, it will bring enlightenment
to our collective consciousness, to our collective murkiness
It will cook wild roots, medicinal herbs will be boiled into cures
It will masticate on the truth, it will regurgitate it into the mouths
In the faces of those who desecrate all what is beautiful it will spit
It will shove into reason all things which by force and stubbornness
were instituted and declared law, all things anchored in impunity and
from the entrails of the hired assassins it will produced a clenched fist
full of magnolias, hyacinths, sunflowers, lilies, violets and it will give birth
to the forefathers of the grandfathers of the sons of the renaissance.




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