Cocoon

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Oct 08, 2017

We are
all
tightly
wrapped.
It began at
birth.
We are 
born with
tendency,
but the 
wrapping
begins at
birth.
Like an
Egyptian 
mummy
the world 
begins to wrap.
As the years
go by the cocoon
thickens.
Depending on
where you were
born will 
determine 
the essence of
your cocoon.
We are so tightly 
wrapped we 
are blind to
reality. 
All we can see is the 
wrapping that was
layered by the 
community 
we’re born into.

We all need 
to break out
of the cocoon,
see reality as
human unity.
Humanism 
leads us
into the
future.

 

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