The Prisoners

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My kind lives long enough
to achieve wisdom.
I’ve travelled the Universe
for eons, crossing paths
with countless species;
but I found Terrestrials
to be a most peculiar race.

They spend their fleeting lives
trapped in phantom cages
they build for themselves,
willing prisoners of
choices not made
or inability
to delay gratification.

They endure decades of
dull, hidden pain
to avoid the discomfort
of one single
embarrassing moment.

And to think that all it takes
for the penance to cease
is to say “no”
at the right time.

“No” is the password
to freedom, fulfillment
and health.
Bu so are Humans:
a helpless, pathetic breed.

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