Bridges

We all live in tiny islands
filled with things we call our own:
possessions, memories, experiences,
things that make us who we are.

To get to somewhere else,
someone else,
a bridge has to be built.
Through time, effort, and deliberation.

Nothing is natural-
we were created as individuals;
not a conglomerate on the huge island of life.

Idk which islands are safe
and which are vile
But this I know:

If you build your bridges with love,
and walk with the feathery steps of kindness,
you'll always be able to reach someone else
regardless of the distance.

Yet,
if the bridge is made with evil, carnage and filth,
and you walk with the heavy steps of exploitation,
the bridge will never stand your weight.


I have no idea where I'm going
but I wanna build as many bridges as I can.
Some will be solely constructed by myself,
others could be a group project.

But all these are secondary:
if I stop my efforts,
I'll lead a lonely life
in my lonely island
for a long long time.


Don't think about the destination;
doesn't matter if it's heaven or hell
you'll never know until you get there.

Give others a chance
Give life a chance
Give yourself a chance


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