Numb, dead skin
Dumb, head in
Isolation withers you
Insecurity is idiotic
Find, yourself
Hiding, from health
Social interaction
Will give you traction
Swim, into
Dig, you fool
The undertow drowns you
Reincarnation awaits you
Lose, your shell
Binding, you in hell
Venture out of vacuum
And without presume
Shyness is repulsive
Enlightenment, awaits you
Selfless, and too true
Adhere, to the collective
Powerful, and perspective
Connect with others
Help without stutters
Samsara, is a chance
Not, a trance
So help each other
Venerate and gather
Moon, sits waiting
Her, confidant scintillating
She’ll tell her secrets
Without regrets
Only, if we conquer the three poisons
Tonic, clean, and pleasant, like soissons
