‘THE GREATEST DISGUISE’
We gleam among the surface of things,
Docile and reformed,
Performing just for the need
To perceive our own reflection;
Validating our existences,
Perceiving even ourselves as something
Separate and alien;
Toxic impressions -
Immigrants in our own skin,
Denying the need to open up again;
To let the world outside of our conscious opinion -
Dormant truths disturbing subconscious patterning,
We don’t want to learn of the struggles of others,
When we can’t even comprehend our own.
Suffering has different grades,
And it’s a shame we don’t see the shades are really that of the same color,
Illuminated hollow blues;
It’s the same sky we all sleep under.
Humanity is just a large family
Of mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers,
Adoptions and divorces,
Articulated plans and lost courses,
Failed attempts as well as successes;
All doing what we think is best,
But how can what is best,
Be true if the rest
Is left behind?
When I look into the river,
I see that my face is not mine,
It is a blend of everything
I have brutally crashed up against
And that has pressed up against my chest -
And imprinted it.
From near and far,
I have been carved out from what I have learned -
And it was not by what I was taught,
But by what I have felt in the eyes and hearts,
Of those who have been ripped apart
And chose to put themselves back together again.
Our arguments for both sides
May be cleverly compromised;
But love is the only thing that will take us
Into the deep parts we are scared to see,
That will annihilate the divisions
That validate our waring;
With no enemies
We have no where else to run,
But back to the start,
The greatest disguise;
The kingdom of the heart.
- Crystal Sloan
From my newest book; ‘F#ck It’.