The Ties That Bind Us

The things we gather.
The things we keep.
Like you, I’m burdened too
with the ties that bind us
and the things we think define us.

We hunt and hound.
For food.
For love.
But like this moment,
our hunger,
lust and even pain will pass…
’till tomorrow.

Like tears
or smiles
and kisses
the things we gather,
and the things we keep
don’t last forever.
They come as we request
and leave upon demand.

The ties that binds us
and the things we think define us
are born from you and I.
And when our need
no longer hurts
without polite or pardon
how quick do we discard
the flowers from our garden?

The things we gather.
The things we keep.
Like you, I’m burdened too
with the ties that bind us
and the things we think define us.


Credits:
Image – Little Red Shoes (FR Lubbe)
Text: FR Lubbe


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