Con-/De-Structive Poem by Old Teenage Poems

Con-/De-Structive



And before I forget
... this thought
that keeps circling in my head
repeating itself
like a broken record

Is the crack I've noticed
in the self-image
we put up
the surface of our
full-body reflection
of the structured world

For was there no way
for us
to be creative, optimistic
constructive
in our external view
without being self
-destructive

Could anyone both be
happy
and save the world?

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