Structures of organizations with rules and standards,
So what is this world that offer a simple touch,
Or embrace with sensibilities of our inner desires.
A joke this life can be,
And laughter of echoed eternality,
Inner grasp by a tug upon our hearts.
These laws that we follow with honor,
Ripped by the people who architected and dismissed,
Or disowned by the powers that may be.
Do they not keep their words they utter,
And do they have no chivalry or honor left,
For all is a voice with empty shell in the dark.
All things in life is but a ghastly shadow,
But your inner truth will be your lighthouse!
Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 9:20 PM UTC
Structures of organizations with rules and standards,
So what is this world that offer a simple touch,
Or embrace with sensibilities of our inner desires.
A joke this life can be,
And laughter of echoed eternality,
Inner grasp by a tug upon our hearts.
These laws that we follow with honor,
Ripped by the people who architected and dismissed,
Or disowned by the powers that may be.
Do they not keep their words they utter,
And do they have no chivalry or honor left,
For all is a voice with empty shell in the dark.
All things in life is but a ghastly shadow,
But your inner truth will be your lighthouse!
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