Bandaged Existence

Expectations make them bleed, as they struggle to hide their blues and bruises on seemingly unbroken skin.

Religion arrives first, offering bandages emblazoned with sacred symbols, wrapping it in layers of divine justification.

Morality follows close behind, labeling the wound as righteous and the pain as virtuous suffering.

Nailed to a cross, the injury festered; resentment grew like pus, fed by imposed ideologies.

The bandages, meant to heal, concealed injustice, turning it into a throbbing abscess of anger and division.

By the time the bandages were removed, the wound had infected everything—too late for any self-appointed God to heal.


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18 thoughts on “Bandaged Existence

  1. Your observations are always exact and insightful, Reena. This is so impactful. I wish we all followed our instincts and observations, but eventually, a new leader will emerge, and everyone will blindly follow him again.

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