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FOMO Intensifies

Glitter rushes through the calling glass
Beckoning. I’ve seen that bag before!
Becky had the same statement of absolute class
Gleaming: “Without me you can’t be more.”

Dressed in flowing satin dancing Chanel
Lush lips to highlight the artwork of her face;
Luxurious yet fierce. Absolute dazzle slowly rappels
Down that dress, painting it in even more grace.

MINE the dazzle, MINE the smooth show of beauty
As I cross the threshold to the solution to my
Awe-inspired longing to be just like that Becky.
Mimicry shall cast all burdens off into the sky!

Mingle in the same shops, wear the same brands,
Trans the same kids, abort at the same rate
Trade husbands for solitude to join the same band:
Mimicry amasses curses in the same crate!

(c) nyonglema

Crowd-sourced morality

Come, Eve, come
Tell us what the bite taught you,
What Muse did it point to
As a source of hope in the garden?

Shall this Muse guide us right
As answers evade us while questions assail
Us like trying to tease truth out with a flail?
Shall we live lives not requiring pardon?

Hey, Adam, hello
What wisdom did you gain in that instant
When you tasted freedom from commandment,
Wisdom to take away this yoke?

My peers all wear the uniform:
You only live once so make the “most” of it
By spending it all to appease pleasure’s heat
Submitting to what the body needs

My peers all seek a breed of freedom
Where you do whatever can and calls to be done
Unstopped by anyone, untethered from bonds
Till pleasure’s heat’s quelled

For carpe diem before it’s dark
Nothing comes after, so heal your temporal urges
And let the foolish waste what could be splurged
On fever dreams from Tiberius’s era

We from you have learnt
To fall upon our will to chart our way
Yet the murders, the exile make me sway
Away from such false faith

Oh, Adam, Eve, while you mended,
Eternal unions now end on the slab of heartless courts
And spiral into lost children and broken hearts
That fight each ex-spouse to the death

Tell us how you turned back
Once banished from the garden, how you bore Seth
And how reformed you taught him with every breath
To trust the Master’s manual, and not lying snakes.

Show us again how to love,
How to live fully alive with a renewed purpose
How to be as happy as Dave Ramsey would propose,
But even more, as faith should impose

(c) nyonglema