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by Maria Terezia Ferencz

We are all so comfortable
We grow numb, benign
waiting for something to wake us up
Make us grateful for our time
Thank God for sorrow
Thank God for hate
Thank God for pain
The things that shake us awake again
for this we all are waiting
yet bit by bit we fall asleep as the feelings fade
slipping back to the life
that makes us comfortable again
and so we go
again we grow


Author's Note: I am at this stage again, waiting for something to jar me awake. Leftovers of a traumactic childhood? Who the hell knows?

Posted on 05/09/2006
Copyright © 2022 Maria Terezia Ferencz

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Lacy D Phillips on 05/09/06 at 04:09 AM


Posted by JD Clay on 05/10/06 at 01:33 PM

This intricate poem reminds me of the Buddhist tradition on reincarnation and the four stages of human evolution; birth, suffering, death and re-birth. Great awareness, Maria. pe4ce...

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