A person will make a mistake
And mistakes will create the persona.
A person will wear this fake
Guise to musk the odour.
The scent of an imperfect idea.
A spontaneous thought so mighty
As to command action without fear,
Yet atrophies in the absence of sovereignty.
The fearless becomes the fearsome;
Tactful and timid we conceive a new face.
From the angst of letting go; we succumb
To duality, tightening the noose
Around our inner gumption.
All this for an artificial reputation.
Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 4:38 AM UTC
A person will make a mistake
And mistakes will create the persona.
A person will wear this fake
Guise to musk the odour.
The scent of an imperfect idea.
A spontaneous thought so mighty
As to command action without fear,
Yet atrophies in the absence of sovereignty.
The fearless becomes the fearsome;
Tactful and timid we conceive a new face.
From the angst of letting go; we succumb
To duality, tightening the noose
Around our inner gumption.
All this for an artificial reputation.
