My dialogue with Self: I will live loud and strong…

The cloud

That doesn’t shine

In lightning

But it is only loud

That isn’t bright

In reachability

But makes a huge sound

Is the sound that death will bring

There be no heaven

For people

Who refuses to give

Their best

To Earth

Or those who refuse

To live right here

On Earth

I don’t tremble

When reasoning

There is logic dressed

High up in me

Why can’t you accept the Earth

Is the question that

Sustains in me

Drains me

Why do you want a better

In world

A perfect one

Why don’t you work

Right here on Earth

To make it a better place

Just like you dream

You do not want problems

But problems are there

For you refused

To work on it

You denied your ability

And went folding your hands

Through it

You didn’t even attempt

On it

Is this not a sin

A strain on Earth

For tasks undone

You don’t blame

Yourself

For it

For there are multitudes

Of people

Who can be blamed

For it

As you see

People majority

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