jathin aka jesuzz - Rigid realities

The rise was an illusion
So will be the fall.
The price was partly its cost
So there is no paying less.
The revolution is chaos
So their will be only be order aftermath.
The picture was always white
So there will never be a colored one.
The noise was excess of sounds we know
So silence is just the voice we don’t understand.
The words never meant anything
So all we understood are meanings we attached.
The praise for beauty is never free
Since the price is the surrounding ugliness.
Tears never meant sadness
So then y so we cry, when we are most happy.

Prayer was never holy
The act of praying is, the faith of the believer is
Today’s fashion is not a success
It’s the failure of yesterday’s outlook
The news is never wrong
Only its spreaders are. Its interpreters are
Power never corrupts
Only its usage is, only its users are,
There is never a hooker or whore
There is only love with a price


But then of course
There are only rigid realities
Covered up by altered fallacies
Fuelled by fear and fantasies
Maintained by priests and padres

jathin aka jesuzz

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