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A Beautiful Melodramatic Spill of My Heart by Uthrania Seila Sentana-Ries
(Cortez)
May 4, 2015 at 6:23 AM
I was awakened this morning and given the title to my prose which is the only
scribed portion. I was told to write and I did. These are my words alone.
- Uthrania Seila Sentana-Ries (Cortez)
People Who Do Not Listen - And People Who Do
People!
you try to pry some intelligence out of them and there is nothing there.
You watch, and you wait,
But for naught
More time passes
And more time yet,
But the worse the times become
For those who shun
The reality
Of that which encompasses them,
The further away is their own
Distinction of real life
Possibilities
Which continue to lead them
On a path of the never ending Wheel
A wheel which they know so well
And do not know at all
The Neverending Wheel
Open Your MIND!
For they forever continue on it
Around and around and around
What proof is placed in front of their minds
And sight
Is to them dribble
They silently wash away
With the tides of the night
And day
And they come back again
Just the same
Never changing
But others with eyes wide open
They learn, they see, they hear
Those ones understand
Those clever ones do not come back
Upon the same old wheel of life
To forever repeat over and over again
Their same sightless mistakes
And it is for them, alone
We come.
- Uthrania Seila Sentana-Ries (Cortez)