Poem -

The Human Condition

The Human Condition

To live or die, 
To deteriorate or procreate, 
The human condition is a repeated rendition. 

To laugh or cry, 
To embrace love or ignite hate,
The human condition is a repeated rendition

Feel without touch,
See without vision,

A split second... 

Life could be gone,

The human condition is a repeated rendition. 

To show empathy, 
To give sympathy,
Chance to purify, 
Choice to identify but offending the weak, 
Please, 
You live on conditioned street! 
Why do you let it bother? 
Stop being a media imposter! 
The human condition is a repeated rendition. 

To weather the storm, 
Understand how to mourn, 
Are we all connected as one? 
The human condition is a repeated rendition. 

To create a miracle of life, 
Understand living and not to fight, 
For this majestic energy is strong, 
The human condition is a repeated rendition. 

For what weight can the strength of your shoulder's carry, 
Poverty? 
A dark stain on humanity! 
Purity of breath, 
Disgust in wealth,
Tears of sadness, 
Tears of joy, 
The human condition is a repeated rendition. 

Choosing to hold someone, 
Choosing to let go of a loved one, 
To swim through the pain of their tears, 
The human condition is a repeated rendition. 

A sculptured vessel, 
Is a mankind's blessing, 
Awesome power!
Ego's final hour? 
A world,
A world spinning out of deathly control, 
Do we love humanity enough to care for it? 
To save it?!
The human condition is a repeated rendition. 

Waging profitable wars that leave traumatic scars,
Committing crimes that blind us from rustic steel bars, 
Echoes of lies, 
Our back's pierced with knives, 
Diverting society while leaving broken hearts, 
The human condition is a repeated rendition. 

As the liquid life pours and shines bright, 
May the sun die at midnight,
The rebirth? 
That's where breath Surrendered, 
Life? 
Lay bare chested,
Inviting soul to soul. 
Searching, 
Soul, 
To, 
Soul...

The human condition is a repeated rendition,
The human condition is a repeated rendition,
The human condition, 
Is a repeated rendition...

Written by Wayne Stubbs.

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Nine Eleven

Powerful poetry Wayne, it's just too much to comprehend, life. I find a bubble and watch as these Upright humans walk and talk, like aliens to me. 

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Wayne Stubbs

Thank you ☮️💜
Yeah times are certainly getting stranger and we're finding ourselves like passer byes as we wander this place we call home, 
Thanks for your comment 🙏

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Being Me

Your words never disappoint, Wayne. Always, always a treat to read your work x

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