Dynamic Quandary
Living within' a concentric circle
experiencing the dynamic's of life
caught between interval's of time
a space of unchanging events
discrepancies of a decrepit world
enacted accordingly to preconcieved idea's
Prudence should be our avoidance
slavery to undesireable notion's at best
away from our heart's center a hinderance
focused clarity if you mayest
Stuck in the middle of both , hate and love
experiencing neither ,
vision's of the tangible
upon tangent's of varying degrees
which become unseen to those
lost within' the hot and cold
folly's of everyday existence
A higher hope from the downward slopes
the higher self sought to avoid being lost
acknowledgement of awareness to truth
can appear ghostly , a lonely mindset
Sort of like doing a Houdini
disappearing right in front of their eye's
without even trying.......
they don't see or hear anyway
might as well be invisible
Quite the quandary ,
the world with it's tendril's
would have me wrapped up
and become this world , ugly violence
I , on the other hand
would rather remain true to myself
and change the world....
Dynamic change an impossibility
without the annihilation
of one or the other
to subtract myself from the equation
I lose.....
to add truth to a system of lies
I lose , again.......
the system kill's the truth
so what to do.......
A quandary........
alway's speaking to a puzzeled stare
lack of comprehension alway's in the air......
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