We are all
words made readers' voiceset in tribal line, ethnic stanza
and belief genre
in the great poem, made
by planet earth itself.
We do not know who we are
but stay where the invisible poet
places us
and leave an impression
in the readers' consciousness
connected to something
ancient and universal-
mythology, history, religion, identity, time,
holding
larger truth of an immense unseen world.
We do not choose to be
evil, wicked
or
helpful,friendly,
the same alphabets
write us that way
and we carry different meaning,
We are reshuffled as those were before us
to suit a new way of thinking,
somehow original and still reborn
obscuring the root
of our existence.
Poetry by yoonoos peerbocus
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Editors' choiceWritten on 2026-09-21 at 02:57
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