Awes of My Life

Thu, 08/06/2015 - 21:14 -- Arika

The Awes of My Life

sometimes I forget how awesome my life is

like, literally awe inspiring

which it is, thanks often to little work of my own

but then I think of the things I've done

 

I've travelled in a metal tube thousands of miles in the air

to places that previously only existed to me through stories whose events have shaped my life as I know it

and it took me only hours

– that was awesome.

 

 

I've talked to a girl who lives on the opposite side of the world from me

on religion and how it is a driving force of humanity that can have us do both great and terrible things

through what is, to me

technological magic of metal and wires and electricity fixed into a small metal box with a fancy glass cover

– that was awesome.

 

 

I've learned that the space I live in is vastly large, infinite in fact and that

I live on a giant rock hurtling through this infinite with other giant rocks around a ball of fire in a system which is itself also spinning around with other systems in a group called a galaxy

which there are an infinite number of

– and that is awesome.

 

 

All around me are things which are plainly awful-

discrimination based on race and gender and amount of money

pain caused by as of yet incurable mental and physical illnesses

destruction of resources and the rock we live on

and many others

but not everything is discriminated against, not all illnesses are incurable and there are many resources waiting to be tapped into

 

my life is truly awe inspiring thanks to people in the past who could not:

imagine what an airplane is, what a phone is, or that space in its entirety is infinite

my life is truly awe inspiring thanks to people in the past who could:

imagine what an airplane is, what a phone is, and that space in its entirety is infinite

 

 

sometimes I forget how awesome my life is

like, literally awe inspiring

so a thanks to the people whose hard work is responsible for this high standard of living

and to those that continue to raise that bar

and let me do the things I've done,

'cause they were awesome

This poem is about: 
Me

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