The Birth Of Materialism

K Kenneth Maswabi Kenneth Maswabi
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Man brought his collection of beautiful artefacts with him From the realm of the spirit to the world of physics It was intended to address his spiritual needs And to nourish his sense of heaven The sweet colourful waters of the spirit The pleasant smells of heaven And the melodies of Love Engraved into the petals of life From the womb of our consciousness We conceived a beautiful dream A new world was born Full of exotic smells, bright colours and sweet melodies The sounds of our newly found world Drew us closer to our heavenly abode The colours in our newly found home Reminded us of our heavenly veils The smells in our newly built wilderness Fondled our precious spiritual memories Temporarily taking away our loneliness For a while We were happy to explore the limits of the new world We were attracted to the illusion that has solidified on the petals of life We were fooled by a strange ticklish sensation in our minds That arouse out of our mushrooming curiosity We were lost in our newly found dream Our hearts were paralysed by our newfound spectacle We were drowning in a pool of our own delusions Our consciousness had painted our heavenly abode On the solid canvas of this world We were too busy to notice Our changing state of being As our egos grew bold Selfishness was taking root Wickedness was unfolding its branches And we were buried in the fog of our dream We were carried by the flow of our own blindness Into the furthest edges of our heavenly reality We lost our eternal light And our hopes were dimmed Our Love became cold And our faith weathered Under the blinding sunlight We became the elements of time Our heavenly reign forgotten Our hearts broken We grew cold And found new ways to warm our hearts We started seeking for things That can replace our happiness And take away our loneliness We foraged further and further away From the realm of our spirit Into the field of logic We found ourselves Buried in complex mathematical explorations In an attempt to uncover our lost path But we stumbled across physics And the physical world became our home We became material beings Seeking after material things ©

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