Duality

Triviality

How significant is our nationality?

Do we use it to compare?

Do we sit down and stare?

Do we see it as a means to determine who’s aware?

I’m a writer

A reader

A frequent and constant day-dreamer

It’s a complicated story

One that never seems to bore me

Looking down this path that others tried to pave for me

Is it mine?

Is it yours?

Are there lots of sights to see, or are there many detours?

Will we walk it together?

Can we predict the weather?

Do we all get scared when we use the word “forever”?

I know I do

It’s absolutely true

It’s a concept I try on the daily to subdue

This idea of lasting

An internal kind of thrashing

Will I be able to handle all of the potential bashing?

Only time will tell

No consideration to rebel

I’ll sit and hope for Heaven but’ll readily anticipate hell