Caught between two minds, the Ego erupted thus..
Coalesce with the peculiar paradoxes
That emerges within the eye of a storm.
Unbeknownst to your Ego,
A funny game is afoot.
Yet, it stifles and hinders,
It places obstacles within,
When it should open the doors.
Disturb the dictatorship over your mystical movements.
Allow room for a new dance to frolic and fly.
Capture the imagination of your unknown origins.
Now,
Let us begin;
Into the flames and furnace
Of Destiny we must go.
Into the hopes and dreams
Of another horizon we must aim.
In this new aim,
We shall find what we did not want,
Which is precisely what we need.
Therefore,
Fight the good fight,
Detour from your known stanza,
And re-write the script to fit in with your inner poet.
