Another throwback poem about the duality within us all. We're all trying to purge that evil within us, conquer the lower self. In the grand scheme of things we without both we cannot recognize the purpose they serve in enriching ourselves.
What bonds people together can be the same reasons that keeps you separated. Hate breeds hate and we all guilty of it. Petty differences that never really matter, used as primaries when in actuality are trivialities. Danger pile us as one, the illusion of inclusion, divides us by a ton. What are we to do when the slave is in you? What are we to do when the master is in dual? What are we to do when you're the fool? What are we to do when you live true, the AmeriKKKan dream, façades in blue.
Be Entertained. Be Enlightened. Be Loved. ✌
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