Mors Cogitanus

Cogito, ergo anxius sum,
I think, therefore I'm anxious.
Mens confusa, a mind astray,
Lost in thoughts, night and day.

Tempora mutantur, times change,
But doubts remain, like a lingering range.
Vita brevis, life is short,
Yet thoughts consume, and never depart.

Aut nunquam tentes, or do it well,
But fears and doubts, our progress quell.
Spero in tenebris, I hope in darkness,
For a glimmer of light, a peaceful starkness.

In silendo, in silence,
We find solace, a peaceful essence.
Cessa cogitare, cease to think,
And let the heart, its peacefulness link.

Inayat Agnihotri is a 13 year old residing in India and a certified national debater

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