Clouds and Castles
Welfare is a soul’s castle
built up in dreams’ clouds
only to be washed away
by life’s crashing waves.
Dreams are opaque clouds
combed by reality’s fingers
only to clash with thunders
that rain contradictions.
As the hail piles forming walls
one thinks he is hale behind doors.
Then truth’s sun shines
tearing our walls with woes.
Judgments make clouds
condense pouring rains
of regrets in chains
that drag us with life’s waves.
Chances are the ebb and tides
that build or destroy our castles.
Time destroys us with our castles
tearing us down like our walls.
We tumble down with failures
humble down with lessons
mellow down with losses
and calm down with haplessness.
We build walls of contradictions
to erect our castles of welfare.
We cement them with arbitrary acts
and tile them with sweet nothings.
Because we commercialized ourselves;
we don’t mind the wear and tear.
So we tear down and rebuild
today for tomorrow like a yesterday.
We forgot that those who live behind walls
tend to miss sunshines and meadows.
They keep building defenses
for wars that never come
until they die without living.
We pride ourselves
with castles in the air or seas
but forget that we are prisoners
of our devise dancing to our demise.
Souls were never made to live in walls.
Our bodies are enough walls.
Inspired by R.E.M.'s World Leader Pretend, youtube Link: https://youtu.be/WwS9_vqdHcQ