In the ruble
There’s a clarity in destruction
A mind numbing moment
During all the chaos
When one can truly think and be found
To be able to find oneself
Is a true unequivocal experience
Only few have the grace to accomplish
Oneself is hidden behind walls of society
And upbringing and selfish greed
One must tear down those walls
And find yourself in the ruble
This poem is about:
Me
Our world