Pain Effigy Poem by Neran Sati

There're only two thing existing, two
Thing I discern in Be - Me, the
Swimmer, thinker.. and ocean
World - the Sea.

Perhaps third one, a shark
Killing both we're, or see.
But maybe fourth too - the children
Apart scripts - to witness our Be.

So, should we felt.. as winners, pros?
For they be outliving - me, as thee -
Out ourselve, last a while - just like -
Feeling or pretending Love or Truth
Forthcoming on Eternity.

Though, to live on, I must win that pain
That woe, disease coming out of me
- tireless bee of Be - to balance right
It moves, wing dance the thoughts
From within our Unity

And the world, triggerin' sudden or
Delay' response - some reflex cast
Body parts across surround
Close or far neigh me - ponder
Face - stuck' in between
Digesting Unity..

But let some medicine improve
The outcome - ameliorating pain
Harshest Be.



02/22/2016