Dark Secrets
Does someone really know why am I me?
Could it be those in secret societies?
Can they bring answers to my awareness,
That's my consciousness that is not careless?
Or yet, can they control my destiny...
Designed-shots; forever eternity?
That is one liquid-needle power source,
'memories of a Hell or Heaven course?
This is well beyond if the world is flat,
But not as deep as the universe's trap.
All these secrets may be well known and held,
Though it's surely time to ring the 'truth' bell.
With billions of people on this round Earth,
Then why am I me and what am I worth?
01-September-2021
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