Lose Everything but Yourself
Humanity's stench devour souls and hearts,
but Alice' kindness stand firm & refuse to take part.
She balance the weight of what's missing on one leg,
it's further stabilized by crutches of equal length.
Her strength has traveled the deepest pits of earth,
observed bursts of wits emerge that turned their richest worth
to mists of dirt.
Moved by greed their wounds won't heal or lift its curse,
she knows to witness worse is called the gift of birth.
Her burden is
NOT escaping the truth,
but sworn to see its urgency through
love and compassion-
as your inner dialogues' muse.
She advice taking action,
but also to ration a portion for you.
Thus,
questioning the purpose of man:
"What's
your currency?"
This history of sanity spent salvaging wealth
prepared and helped Alice to manage her health.
She powered through cards the Devil has dealt
and fought evolution 'till its survival was felt.
Her adversary is destruction and extinction of self,
mushroom clouded opinions your leaders will sell.
The pain and discomfort is easy to tell...
Just know that she stands in a room,
and face it as well.
