i was dropped onto this planet
like an experiment in the garden
of eden. and you handed me
this organic piece of nature, pure
with taunt
and wrapped in the inevitability
of temptation.
you fed me this fruit
as if it caused no harm
as if with every breath
i took, i didnt feel my own
blood graze down my spine
like ink spills on paper.
you told me an apple
a day keeps the doctor
away. but ive been sitting
on a stack of lab papers
for 8 years trying to find
out why i stitch my smile
as if im some rugged paper doll
that i cant rid off. with the exception of
attachment. sending myself
sprialing down the Euphrates
would not result in grief
we sat here and we pretend
that world didnt use to be so small
and so peaceful. as if
authoritarian figures watching us
wasnt the reason we’ve faltered.
as if its some dream in which
we haven’t been doomed
as if somethings weren’t too
intriguing in which a way
our minds could be controlled.
weve been set up to fail so
we are organized to dissapoint
yet we blame it on ourselves
as if human nature was so fated
and we’ve been ridiculed and
manipulated.
we say its all us and not
think to see its not because
its how weve been wired
we’re born to die and we’re born
to hate ourselves
and the ones standing above us
are the reason we’ve followed
the path
and we’ll end with the smiles
of our government in a way in
which theyve won their
psychological war as if
the award was our decease
ive been sitting
on a stack of lab papers
for 8 years trying to find
out why i stitch my smile
as if im some rugged paper doll
that i cant rid off. with the exception
of the knowledge that
our mind has been altered
the garden of eden wasn’t
a place so pure. it was the
day the fate of our beings
would be thrown in the
ashes at the extent of our
awareness
and because of this
the leaders of our community
take our ignorance
as stepping stones
