I stand before no man, no man stands before me. I am my own person, a person is to be his own individual. Who is to judge me, who cannot be judged? There are so many, and there is little. To be apart, to be alone. To be together, to be vast. So many say they have the answer, so many know not of what they say. We say, you say, I say, here say. What are these, are they valid, if not, why? Everyone is the same, everyone is different. Seeking where to go, looking for the mystery within. The quest of life, a never-ending trip. All our destinies fused as one, but yet we travel separate roads. There is no one answer, there are many interpretations. The truth hidden by so many lies, so many lies telling the truth. So much confusion, so much altercations. Facts confused by fiction, nonfiction being fake. To determine where it begins, there is no end. There is no right or wrong, those sides have collided together. Evil is no longer bad, and the good have claimed vengeance. Over and over again the same thing is said in different ways. The circle of life never started, we just are, and will always be. Lives are created, lives never stop. Death is another beginning, being born is the continuous. Here and now, don't look for the answer, for it is within all man, To deny who we are is to deny life itself. Can we not just see that all together we are the answers to the many questions one asks. We stand together as one. |