The Pendelum
Life is akin to a pendulum
moving slowly
from.........side.......to........side.
How does it differ
from the straight and narrow?
The greater the swing
the more varied your life becomes.
The lesser the swing
the narrower the path.
When it becomes so narrow it stops.
Then you’re dead.
It is up to you how far you go
to the left……. or to the right.
The bad and the good
the evils on one side
the good on the other.
The straight and narrow.
It is up to you.
To be told one is boring is expected
down this narrow invariable path.
How far do we dare to go?
If we deviate, it is up to us.
As individuals whom do we impress?
No one if you are so boring, who is right?
How do we find this average to be normal?
Who decides?
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