Tag: humanity

in the womb 
of religion
i'm weightless
awash in the fluid
of another’s imagination

i’m birthed 
warm and comfortable
tightly swaddled 
in a cozy blanket of tales
voices echo around me
soothing my infant soul 
into quiet dependency

rock-a-bye, don’t think
rock-a-bye, it’s real
you’re a broken human
only we can heal

in the arms 
of religion 
deeply i sleep
my eyes heavy
my childlike soul
trusting, believing, vulnerable
i tell myself
i want to be  
in this embrace
forever

rock-a-bye, don’t stir
rock-a-bye, don’t see
we will decide
what you should be 

i hear another voice
not without, but within
there is no echo
it’s quiet
and clear
foreign
yet familiar

i sink 
within myself 
to listen

wake up, you must think
let go of the zeal
it isn’t true
what they’ve told you is real

i’m afraid
i feel myself waking
i grasp for the comfort
the warmth
the familiar . . .
gone 

my eyes blink open
it’s bright
i stand alone
and wonder
as if for the first time
who am i?
where am i?
what am i?

i hear the voice again,
my voice

now that you’ve stirred
now that you see
you must decide
what you will be