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Despite the comfort and amenities I've been endowed, witnessing the corruption and chaos in the homeland, a mother's aching bones and a nation stretched ever thinner in austerity sends the sweet siren song of nihilism seductively seeking me to sail upon it's serpentine seas. A few more millions and maybe I'd marry my mattress and lull in to ignorant bliss; a privilege I'm not able to claim. The Ecclesial song of Solomon rings through: "Everything is meaningless. More knowledge yields more sorrow." Yet Hope endures. Faith sees beyond. Love sustains. A turbulent but triumphant trio testifying that there's still a tomorrow to be tasted and with a smoldering wick of a flame in my chest, there still roams a devil to shame so I'll rest.
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Sep 7, 2024
Sep 7, 2024 at 4:11 PM UTC
Nihilism's noose
Despite the comfort and amenities I've been endowed, witnessing the corruption and chaos in the homeland, a mother's aching bones and a nation stretched ever thinner in austerity sends the sweet siren song of nihilism seductively seeking me to sail upon it's serpentine seas. A few more millions and maybe I'd marry my mattress and lull in to ignorant bliss; a privilege I'm not able to claim. The Ecclesial song of Solomon rings through: "Everything is meaningless. More knowledge yields more sorrow." Yet Hope endures. Faith sees beyond. Love sustains. A turbulent but triumphant trio testifying that there's still a tomorrow to be tasted and with a smoldering wick of a flame in my chest, there still roams a devil to shame so I'll rest.
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M/Zambia
Sep 7, 2024
Sep 7, 2024 at 4:11 PM UTC
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