Why should I write?
Wednesday, 17 September 2008
Why Should I Write?
Why should I write?
Whom am I writing for?
Is it for the rich who will read and forget
Or for the poor and illiterate
Is it for the common masses who worry about their daily bread
Or for the army soldier who has a country to defend
Whom should I write for?
What purpose do I serve?
What will I create?
Whom will I preserve?
Will the dead come back to life?
Or will people stop taking lives?
Will the innocent be saved?
Will the offenders be forgiven?
My heart pain for the ignorance
Because my ego allows me to judge and make decisions
My heart pains for the pilgrims
Who pray for all and still get slaughtered like chicken
Like chicken our feathers get plucked one by one
Not given a choice as to if we want to be naked
Like chicken we tremble in pain before being thrown into boiling water
Or be cut at our necks
One by one the feathers are plucked
Not knowing how to fly, we lose even the thought
The form is that of flesh and blood, oozes from every pore
And the smell of death to come hallucinates the pain
The chicken is killed for another chicken's gain
Meaningless it seems after all our existence
Darkness fall upon the land where we once fed
Grain don't grow into trees
Flocks don't run free
Eggs get crushed beneath our feet
Carelessly moulding thoughts into deeds
The thoughts that don't mean anything
Tell me again, Just one reason
Why should I write?
And why should you read?
Fly
Fly
Facilitate my existence
For now I know no bounds to my desires
Facilitate my mind
For now I know no bounds to my ideas
But how swiftly the wind transforms
And directs and objects
To what you do
Just close your eyes
On the path you think you know
And how gravity rejects you to the ground
How you flap your wings but know there’s no getting out
And in those attempts
You know you are not made to fly
Not on your own at least
But if you tried and tried
And you threw yourself from a height
You may just have come up with a way
To not replicate but innovate
To not imitate but create
And while everyone else’s eyes is covered
By the air they know is there
You fly now swiftly
From height to the clouds to being free
Wherever you want and however you want it to be...
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