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Poem: The Broken Bridge

I tried to connect you between two worlds
Though the weight was just too much to bear
I wanted you to walk all over me
And instead you didn’t even have a chance.

Over the years my design has deteriorated
I thought I would advance until I realized
Corruption is superior.

My construction was meant to last 100 years
Though through negligence I lived in fear.

Little by little, inside I was crumbling
Soon, the cracks began to appear.

Someone noticed me in pain
Tried to help me and left a voicemail again.
At last, a response came much too late
I could not control my own fate.

I was left alone
Broken inside
The heavy toll on me
Could no longer be undone

I held on as long as I could
Though without a strong foundation of love
I could not stand still.

I was built much too fast
Without a support system to keep me alive
I had to breathe on my own
Before my cables were aligned.

In an instant I fell down
The concrete that seemed solid as a wall
Could not make it through the fall

My design had many imperfections
In the process I ended up not only hurting myself
The pain spread, unable to change my intention.

I broke down that day and took many lives with me.

Now I exist solely as a reflection
To be analyzed, cleaned up
Then soon forgotten.

Life can never be fully repaired
Because if I dared to say
That I was not responsible
You knew too well
That I would not survive at all.

I must live with the fact
I am only as strong
As the people behind me
Who will stand there beside me
Through every decision where I became bound
To hold up the lies and politics
That seemed to be common ground

No matter how strong I appeared to be
I am and always will be the broken bridge
Nothing can ever take that away from me

Now I am free.

The cost?
Beyond belief.
Written by Silvercube
In memory of the souls who perished on March 15, 2018.


Poem: We Are Not Alone

Society constructs us
Or do we construct ourselves?

Placed into territories
Familiar, and at the same time, unrecognizable

I grew up unaware of many social constructions
The divisions,
The hate,
Too much destruction. (more…)

What if the fate of the world depended on you?

What if the fate of the world depended on you…

Imagine a reality that humanity is thrown into chaos, and in order to bring peace to the world, finding a way to agree with the person you despise the most is the only way to continue living?

You and the person you despise are then suddenly kidnapped by terrorists. Now in a moment of complete disbelief, the person you despise becomes your only link to survival and freedom. In the past, you could not agree on anything with this person, and now everything that seemed to matter before no longer had any significant meaning, because your lives are at stake and the only way to escape is to cooperate.

As you ponder how you could work together with the person you despise, the terrorists become thrown into discord under the realization that their lives are also at stake, and they must work together with you and the person you despise to ensure that Earth survives. In a matter of seconds, the terrorists recognize that their original goals no longer matter, and what they believed they were doing was based on a distorted premise. Now, as the fate of humanity is threatened, everyone must all work together to save the world.

What will become of this situation? Will the challenging ordeals they are now faced with eternally unite them in peace? Or will this only be a temporary ceasefire once humanity is saved?