Like A Cosmic Speck Of Dust Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Our mother ship, Planet Earth.
Holds all our pain and joy in its hull
Brutalized by our selfish ways and slowly suffocating from the heavy plumes of our toxins
A speck of dust in the vastness of the cosmic entity or a spiritual vehicle awaiting ignition
We are not even floating but flying in our sleep
Our dreams wrap around our heads with such great force
We find ourselves lost in the madness of our own minds, accusing each other of being paranoid and superstitious
It is all a cosmic event but we have reduced it to a game of cat and mouse
Survival of the fittest is our limited way of explaining our predicament
We don't know what the future holds
And the past is slowly fading away
We are caught in a game of thrones, the rich are getting richer and the poor are wallowing in poverty
And all we are good at is to judge each other
Hatred born out of fear of the unknown spreads through our veins
Choking our understanding of the cosmic mysteries (spirituality)
We turn against each other and we fight
We turn against the laws of nature and pour our toxic mentality into the sea of our very own existence
We, the daughters and sons of dust
We are born not only of mud but fire, air and water
Our veins are full of uncertainty, our psyche blinded by our own degenerative ways
We hold the fifth element in our heart but we don't understand its sacred powers
Unconditional Love is the mysterious element that can take us out of our misery
But first we have to learn to be gentle, kind and humble to each other
Love each other as we love ourselves
Then, we will know the ways of the unknown mysteries
So that we can be free to walk through all dimensions of consciousness
We can enter the realm of the spirit (dimensionless) and be born of the sacred Light
But we are like a cosmic speck of dust
Forever cursed to live and die outside the perimeter of the Truth
©Kenneth Maswabi