This poem is my presence,
In a world devoid of its quintessence
It needs not know my name,
'Cause I ain't looking for fame
I ain't looking for love,
Already got it from above
I ain't looking for gold,
'Cause shit's free when I'm old
Neither am I looking for recognition,
'Cause I have my own mission
One's losing is another's winning,
But this oblivious planet
just keeps spinning
Why pursue something that fades,
But ignore the crisis that pervades?
We're living in a world full of baits,
Constantly making us salivate,
Towards the things that manipulate
The brittle but
truth immaculate,
Where dialectics and debates
Flourish and permeate,
But situations only exacerbate
Love now, 'til it's too late
iamthe_avatar ©2016
Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 5:18 AM UTC
This poem is my presence,
In a world devoid of its quintessence
It needs not know my name,
'Cause I ain't looking for fame
I ain't looking for love,
Already got it from above
I ain't looking for gold,
'Cause shit's free when I'm old
Neither am I looking for recognition,
'Cause I have my own mission
One's losing is another's winning,
But this oblivious planet
just keeps spinning
Why pursue something that fades,
But ignore the crisis that pervades?
We're living in a world full of baits,
Constantly making us salivate,
Towards the things that manipulate
The brittle but
truth immaculate,
Where dialectics and debates
Flourish and permeate,
But situations only exacerbate
Love now, 'til it's too late
iamthe_avatar ©2016
