The Birth Of Materialism Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Man brought his collection of beautiful artefacts with him
From the realm of the spirit to the world of physics
It was intended to address his spiritual needs
And to nourish his sense of heaven
The sweet colourful waters of the spirit
The pleasant smells of heaven
And the melodies of Love
Engraved into the petals of life
From the womb of our consciousness
We conceived a beautiful dream
A new world was born
Full of exotic smells, bright colours and sweet melodies
The sounds of our newly found world
Drew us closer to our heavenly abode
The colours in our newly found home
Reminded us of our heavenly veils
The smells in our newly built wilderness
Fondled our precious spiritual memories
Temporarily taking away our loneliness
For a while
We were happy to explore the limits of the new world
We were attracted to the illusion that has solidified on the petals of life
We were fooled by a strange ticklish sensation in our minds
That arouse out of our mushrooming curiosity
We were lost in our newly found dream
Our hearts were paralysed by our newfound spectacle
We were drowning in a pool of our own delusions
Our consciousness had painted our heavenly abode
On the solid canvas of this world
We were too busy to notice
Our changing state of being
As our egos grew bold
Selfishness was taking root
Wickedness was unfolding its branches
And we were buried in the fog of our dream
We were carried by the flow of our own blindness
Into the furthest edges of our heavenly reality
We lost our eternal light
And our hopes were dimmed
Our Love became cold
And our faith weathered
Under the blinding sunlight
We became the elements of time
Our heavenly reign forgotten
Our hearts broken
We grew cold
And found new ways to warm our hearts
We started seeking for things
That can replace our happiness
And take away our loneliness
We foraged further and further away
From the realm of our spirit
Into the field of logic
We found ourselves
Buried in complex mathematical explorations
In an attempt to uncover our lost path
But we stumbled across physics
And the physical world became our home
We became material beings
Seeking after material things

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