A conditioning.
A strengthening in mentality.
Avoiding the thoughts of so much brutality.
With movements not to scare, but invite.
Naming recognized as your own.
But is it only the voice of familiarity that rings true.
The truly confused.
Blindly following, blindly amused.
To a hypnotic tune.
A meaning that leaves something to be desired.
Directing those so eager the wrong way.
Right off the cliff, and please do smile.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Intuition does invisible behind the light but it appears when the heartbeats drum like they know...and as it knock your mind with a soul...blindly convinced can be felt, underneath the skin...a touch of intuition sensation! _Soul