I watch the scenes of life drift by like shadow clouds.
I think of all the wasted hours under the sun.
Why must we suffer due to the whims of the proud
And vainglorious, when there's room for everyone?
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Yes i agree with you. Killers of imagination is the real cause of anxiety and depression for we stick to one and fail to imagine other which also could solve our problems. Beautiful poem and inspirational too.