“In a world where you can be anything, be kind.”
This phrase proceeds repetitively in my mind.
Read from a cheap piece of wood, poorly signed.
In the narrows hallways of ambition, untruthfully lined.
It is a lie, maliciously and hopefully combined
Meant to stir kindness, but reaping a harvest unkind.
“In a world where you can be anything, be kind.”
The lie is not in the virtue which I find.
It is in the poor philosophy of these words pined.
“In a world where you can be anything, be kind.”
As if you can be anything, but what is predefined.
Decided by you status, your color, your life, your ill mind,
You have little say, I would be inclined not to remind
That you are brought up like those mankind
Who teach you to be a worn down rind
Of the self which they left behind.
Destitute and disinclined.
“In a world where you can be anything, be kind.”
A lie, meant to make you complacent and resigned.
I offer a different truth, which I beg you bear in mind.
Be different, unbind, unassigned, and unaligned.
Well said!
In a world promising that you can be anything, you will discover its a lie. This fake positivism is a source of enduring unhappiness.
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Thank you. I wonder if we can use fake positivism as an inspiration to be different. Sort of like a blue pill vs. red pill thing. Once you know the truth, you can choose to break free of it, or still live within it.
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this is so good
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Thank you 🙂
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