Kenneth Maswabi
Like a cosmic speck of dust
Our mother ship, Planet Earth.
Holds all our pain and joy in
its hull
Brutalized by our selfish
ways and slowly suffocating from the heavy plumes of our toxins
A speck of dust in the
vastness of the cosmic entity or a spiritual vehicle awaiting ignition
We are not even floating but
flying in our sleep
Our dreams wrap around our
heads with such great force
We find ourselves lost in the
madness of our own minds, accusing each other of being paranoid and superstitious
It is all a cosmic event but
we have reduced it to a game of cat and mouse
Survival of the fittest is
our limited way of explaining our predicament
We don't know what the future
holds
And the past is slowly fading
away
We are caught in a game of
thrones, the rich are getting richer and the poor are wallowing in poverty
And all we are good at is to
judge each other
Hatred born out of fear of
the unknown spreads through our veins
Choking our understanding of
the cosmic mysteries (spirituality)
We turn against each other
and we fight
We turn against the laws of
nature and pour our toxic mentality into the sea of our very own existence
We, the daughters and sons of
dust
We are born not only of mud
but fire, air and water
Our veins are full of uncertainty,
our pysche blinded by our own degenerative ways
We hold the fifth element in
our heart but we don't understand its sacred powers
Unconditional Love is the
mysterious element that can take us out of our misery
But first we have to learn to
be gentle, kind and humble to each other
Love each other as we love
ourselves
Then, we will know the ways
of the unknown mysteries
So that we can be free to
walk through all dimensions of consciousness
We can enter the realm of the
spirit (dimensionless) and be born of the sacred Light
But we are like a cosmic
speck of dust
Forever cursed to live and
die outside the perimeter of the Truth
©Kenneth Maswabi
21-04-2023
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