Soulful Agents


Aren’t we the inventors, the discoverers?

Carving out the statues of life

Falling in love, and falling in desires

Aren’t we amazed of the complexities of life?

Trying to fix things, that’s what keeps us occupied

Who are we really?

Deep down into the core, there is a silence

The blood of diversities and a character so violent

Breaking at the dawn of dusk

We are the new face, the new rush

Aren’t we human, the flesh on the bones?

Yes we are, the mindful and soulful agents.

© An Empty Glass, 2015

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2 Responses to “Soulful Agents”
  1. John says:

    Loved it. I almost read it as a song. What is human.

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