Wednesday 13 November 2019

The bank of Us...


We go through life
Borrowing from the future
Using resources we don't have
For a moment's diversion
For distraction from the day to day
The routine that gives order
A structure to passing time
Chores done like dishes or laundry
Bills are paid by wages earned
Doing work that is not loved
To meet the needs of the mundane

So we find things to excite us
Sugar to sweeten reality
Drink to deaden the dissatisfaction
Foods that trigger receptors
That make us believe that we are living more
We play games on screens
 Live through virtual worlds
While muscles lose strength
And bodies atrophy from inaction
Or lose ourselves in addiction
To substances that alter perception
To behaviours that damage our core
So that the lie becomes our truth

Lives are lived in deficit
Our souls are starving
From a scarcity of capital
Investment in our being
A deposit of compassionate care
In our bodies and minds
That makes our future selves secure
Our fullest potential realised
Instead a pale shadow 
Of what was once possible

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