The World Awake By Jasen Sousa

The World Awake


In a world
where no one sleeps.
Continuous pounding of feet,
nervous hearts beat.

Held captive, a slave to society
until we rest in our grave.
Trying to suppress hunger
we all crave.

There is another person
who is rising out of their bed
rushing to where? Nobody knows, trying
to get to a place no one ever goes.

Time’s wings flap,
the wind blows,
time slows,
and the list of things
we need to get done grows.
Dreams are only experiences
a sleeping person knows.

Trying to feel contempt,
forever awake,
until one resolves what it all meant
our lives remain something
which were only dreamt.




Taken From
A Mosaic of My Mind By Jasen Sousa (Written at age 24)
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