Must we go on knowing not what
exists, must we play our part, must
we do nothing to survive defeat?
Must we play a part of uncertainty
never to know the true meaning of
knowledge, and superior divinity?
Must we struggle forward into a vastness
never to be conquered, while we strive
to be a person of depth?
Must we die before our time, when there
are forces in front of us waiting to be
discovered, a lonely world can never
be eaten alive.
Must we search on for what reason not knowing
keeping on only to see the numbness that devours
each dream, do we keep believing what we believe
to be truth? Or do we wonder on for the simple
illusions of the mind!!
Mind plays it's role to fill part of destiny, only we can't
control our wanting, our dreams, our realities of truth
meaning of love never found the place it all become real
once upon a time, in time.
