Endogenous
Visions, when spoken, are impaired.
Hope that the listeners ears are compatibly
compared.
Knowledge, wisdom, understanding
considered weird.
When measured to average thinkers
whom thoughts are ensnared.
Within the web of primitives, lacking
individuality, and the vision to dare.
Being different is becoming abundantly
clear.
Acknowledgement, and self embracement
of this idea.
Ridicule and judgement lacking the strength
to instill fear.
Though perfection is not here, the
pursuit is strong.
Accepting negative views of opposition
is weakness, and does not belong.
An extension of life, as good and evil
are conjoined.
The mental coup d'tat, the inception
of what needs to be born.
The labor and strenuous push to give
birth to unique form.
Charge of the bull, proceeded by the
piercing of the horn.
The death of doubt, no wake, no
funeral, no time to mourn.
Practice and conditioning for we must
all perform.
The life of living is not a race, but
a marathon.
The road to finding me isn't short,
but long.
Copyright © Malcolm Burrell | Year Posted 2020
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