Destination Inevitable
One step first, then one more,
One leads to another and habit is formed.
Run to the next and run away from the last,
The desire to be anywhere else but here.
And through the years each step leads on,
Further from who we are, and what could be.
If only we'd see how far we've come.
If only we'd see the trade we've made.
But we are blinded by the lights ahead,
And the fear that soon we'll miss the chance.
To see what we will have soon destroyed,
And taste what is already lost to us.
One more step, one more nail,
No going back to where we last saved.
Each new sight is a return to before,
A time we knew little and prayed to gods.
No answers came and we're to blame,
For we kept on the road to misery,
And here we are no better and much worse,
In a hell of our creation and wants.
One more step and soon we'll arrive,
At the point in time we deserve.
Destination inevitable, the last stride,
For the last takes us over the edge.
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I like the video game metaphor, it is an interesting play on the classic point of no return...
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There's only one destination. The rules of this game have long been determined. Will the character be able to understand the truth, and do they even need it? There are so many small steps ahead, each requiring time and attention.
Death?
Yes, everyone on this planet has the same final destination. Beyond that, paths may vary (but that's not guaranteed).
Sometimes each step forward can lead us further away from who we truly are.
I think it is common these days.
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Truth is, we humans are responsible for the current mess we're in. And according to the poem, we are making it worse with our poor decisions each passing day.
We think we are making progress to good things that are ahead, but we are rather leaving true treasures behind, and the treasure is the healthy lifestyle our ancestors practiced. Maybe the next step we take will lead to our collective doom. But heavens forbid.
Fear of missing out
everyoneiliar pain
I really appreciate how this poem captures the restless journey of life and the cost of constant movement. The repetition of steps actually reflects habits and inevitability of our daily life.
It really intrigued me how the tone feels reflective and slightly regretful, so to speak, in a fun way, though. 😄
It just beautifully highlights how chasing the future can distance us from ourselves and what truly matters.
I have always appreciated your poems @tarazkp. Please have a fabulous morning ahead.