The Riddle of You, I and We

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life

Somebody done lied, either side, there is room to hide

The truth is the middle, precarious is this newborn child

Walls were built to silence the cries, to keep eyes out

Then walls fell from looks within like a circle which never ends
 

Humanity is a race on the road to ascend, fits of sin is how we win

Three legged paces the run of bulls as we descend still, side by side

Sticking our necks out by professing aloud, a personified diatribe

Here and now is a new return to the beginning is how to understand

2b tongue-tied is quite natural when mind's are swayed by currency

No concern as I just continue to meditate and count to like thirty

Dips to dives, like rides to glide, look out for blues that rock rhymes

Some will follow for freedom, others will turn channels to paid subscriptions

Its hot in the winter and cool in the summer, stars to vision, people wonder

Above is a flow, to spy on a mission, sun rises in all astrological dimensions

Narratives albeit derivative rules of self to prove his story as reciprocal tools

One life equals the sum of many, that's why its so easy to pretend otherwise

On such a swift steed or a donkey walking over fallen leaves, we ride or die

Willing tomorrows 2b given over to someone like us to conquer, in shared feelings

Movement never ends, such a riddle is the beginning yet again, no turns in round

So stop wherever you are, until spirit picks you and carries you towards or past truth....yet again...