Torturous Treasures

Torturous Treasures

Why do we torture ourselves

I’ll never know

We want so much the same

Yet, we never seem to agree

What can it be

A mistaken identity

In you and me

We are so bound

By power plays

We both could never be free

If one is free

One is chained

Tortuous Treasures

We seek to find

We think these material

things can set us free

Prison exchange

one for another

Bondage of a soul

A clever goal

Not always knowing

But always a completed feat

Give and take

So very true

But what is given

is forgotten

And what is taken

becomes lost

Time to change

For two to fly

Surely, one must not die

All I can do is try

Written in late 80’s

 

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