to be seen

to be seen was to be blind

to be heard was to be silent

to be loved was to be hurt

and I’d very much want to be seen, heard and loved

so, I took a sip of it all

and figured to be alive, drunk, dead

centred in the ocean of blood; of pure, crystalline water.

to be alive was to be worth the world

the trends, fashion and masks

sales are rising; consumers are high

unemployment rising; its depression.

The ones you love never hurt

And the ones that hurt, you can never love

Us, as we share a group of individuals in each cultural, religious, social, political and emotional divisions,

consistently fetch a high demand of conflicting the value of facing a reverse analogy of a parallel concept of love.