Move Beyond the Mold
So Morality is guided by a compass
Who engineers that compass
Does my true north bears south and my east to west
can we see beyond the basic conduction of a decision
as a compass is only as strong as the material it is built with.
Actions are based on philosophies
philosophies dictate principals
A Principals weak point is dogma
A principal is only valid at the time of conception
What factors have changed
What factors have not changed
Why does the love affair between hypocrite and principal melt so deep
Logic is my pathway to righteousness
righteousness and morality should then stand on the same pillar of strenght
Why then are they so far apart
What is this fallacy
To connect the dots of another mans soul
why cant they connect to mine
All I want is a relation
Yet my logic does not convince
Blame goes to the synapse
the pathway created by the mold I was poured into
The hand that was never there.
Creating righteousness that could not be challenged
Where do I go to be to transformed
I am screaming to spill over my mold
Yet limits are dictated
Do i not get a say
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