| Post Modern Squalors: Living in a world Of pluralism Devoid Of any substance Everything Is Relative To Nothing Absolute Does not exist Apathy Is riding Everyone Yet Remains A Distinctly Illusive And Distant Lover. Labels Isms We are the New age Yoruba priestesses Wrapped In Budha cloaks Of Yoga And Pilates Vegan menus Downloaded From Cyber Spaces Light years Away From our Souls. Appearances Stark Wild Passions Unbridled Megalomaniacs Screaming for attention Our Souls Choked Yearning The True Breath Of Life. Love Resides On The tip of every tongue Articulated Intellectualized Sucked Spat out But Never truly Understood And Forgotten To be Felt. -Maliha Balala. |