Songs of Self


Sometimes perhaps you don’t want to be a part of me.
Nor do I often want to be a part of you.
But we are, that’s true!

Langston Hughes, Theme for English B

Is illusion
Bringing pain
And much confusion

We tear our lovely
World to bits
To believe
That we exist

We devastate
And we devour
Stuff and power

What is life?
And what is matter?
Songs of Self
Just make us sadder

by Richard W. Bray

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