If you love evil, you hate good. If you're totally at peace, you're selfish. If you don't feel for the suffering of others, you're selfish. If you only say the things you wish or is politically acceptable, but not always what you feel, you're a liar. If your story is always consistent, you have failed to grow. You haven't evolved, you're lost in mediocrity. It's not always about action, it's about intention. Without intention, there's no action. If you're always competing or combating with someone you dislike or despise, you're at war. You're not at peace. Yet you talk about peace, as a fraud. If there are no paradoxes in your story, you're unrealistic, you're unnatural, you don't exist.
Topic(s) of this poem: deception, fake love, hate, lies, love, paradox, peace, real life, reality, truth
Form: Prose Poem
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