ATHAZAGORAPHOBIA‬

I laugh from my heart when I remember 

how worthless life can be 

how our memories are washed off 

like sands by the beach 

someday, we will all become memories 

as time passeth, we will fade 

a generation will come and stare at a strange photo on the wall

a generation will come and yank it off the wall

illusion of self importance 

praises showered during our prime

we feel we would live forever 

no one gets out of life alive 

some amass so much wealth 

hoping to clutch to it till eternity 

others propitiate for long life 

hoping and craving to be immortal

time is a great healer but a lousy beautician 

it heals no wound but only caresses the surface 

gives humanity hope for restitution 

a fallacy clutched on to by fools 

illusion of self importance 

a marionette in the hands of a puppeteer 

a distinct creature majorly for procreation 

that is what we are… nothing more 

@talk2leigh

( X & insta)

8:44pm

6 may 2025