Outer Piece
Patience brewers frustration, while
Its outputs cream the cake, offsets the
Missing pieces and taps the tune on hold.
The missing pieces to this puzzle are gloomy,
See the wax used to sustain life is veined with you,
Rejection is more of an offset to your reliance,
Like a conducter your tune every note in me,
Co-existance is freed by your smile,
Water builds all there is.
Subjected I fill, but emotions are nothing,
Value they hold is outsourced, not reliable,
What’s the value of a single breath given?
See the scrutiny in-between the servants,
Lies remotely from the musters hand,
Offerings are treated as a pale outcomes,
See I am delivered close to the stimulant,
To source it remarkability
See my voice is stumbling, for,
I am mumbling all there is to,
Fumble! See I dine with fear,
Knowing Patience brewers frustration,
While its outputs cream the cake, offsets the
Missing pieces and taps the tune on repeat.
For redundant means are re-evaluated,
The shock of adrenaline as it flows in the blood stream,
So far so gone some say,
Objectivity of science recluster stability,
For no source of life has been field with hay,
While we shred our apetite with the fall,
Who knows where are our unformatted sleep?
We are aware of the whole system,
We do not reject it glory,
We mimic its words in hallow ways,
Serving its stigma we fall out of existence,
Oh how many tears are unfolded?
Who stomps the rain machine?
Who feeds the angry monster?
Do we cry?
Isn’t it the contract we sign before?
Are we being cheated?
Who’s creating our lack of awareness?
Why?
Denial kicks in more than weed,
No pill on earth can spare us!
The cycle changes each day,
We are chosen like the corn in the field,
Transported out of sight!
Do we know or knowledge looks out to judge?
Are we in the juggle?
Who came forth?
The cry of the fellow brother bond lost in the words sounds similar
Lost they interdicted the fall out,
Scrolls were the reason of living,
No myths were kept in the truth syrup,
Juggo beans made us weary,
Inter systems delusion
Kept us rolling our fist in the thin air,
Read the gimmick posts for those who play fair,
But where is the fair?
What’s entirely true?
What’s not?
Who said we should be there for it to work?
Troubled mind knows no Inner piece,
Yet we often speak about it as a system,
Little did we know that outer piece matters also!
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