Strange Frequencies

amaz_abstract73I am two human beings
One who dreams of change
And finds solace in silence
Another who stands still
Who screams at the sky
Waiting for answers
That never seem to come
Arguing with the other
To find relevance in sin
To cross transgression
In order to come out clean
That’s what we all want
With our enraptured lives
And strange frequencies
Tuned to the ebbs and flows
That characterize existence
But also doom us to fail
With our dichotomies
That bemoan a certain progress
Willing us to rise above
To fall in line like army ants
One after the other
Hating what we’ve become
In the name of separation
And the space between dreams
Where we are perfect
In our imperfection.



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