016. 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


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)