it is what we are thinking till we are dead
those thoughts become us and we are given a name
which gives no clue of what we became
we do things which we are meant to do
thoughtless, thoughtful false and true
we fight with all our might into the blue
our feelings, emotions subdue
cracking mirrors, hungry children
burning trees,cervical cancer, beauty tips
suicide bombers and chips
our thoughts are formed within a blink
does it matter what we think
the world turns around without our appraisal
as we look for light in the abyssal
as we live and continue to see
we can fight and win but never be free
from the thoughts that make us and break us
and from beauty, love and living we digress
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