The product born out of repetition,
A physical ME,
Lost in a psychological you,
Enjoying the demands,
Justified by conditioning
of what exists.
Somebody told me that
And that tells somebody that
We suffer,
Feelings of culture,
An external vulture,
At a pinnacle of maturity,
In
A raging war inside,
Fought on intellectual level,
Seriously looking,
Searching,
asking questions of hunger.
Divisions solving problems,
Science looking hep,
And scientist politicians,
Wait, Wait, Wait,
Can I do something,
May be a war,
Or some thinking,
Essentially solving
problems of divisions
through man's seeking.
Is it me then YOU?
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