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The Poison that kills,yet Unkills
#EmotionalDuality
Things thus wake me to the usual profundity
Wearing an unusual garment of disbelief
A game of two opponents rival
Who oppose to the extreme clarity
Fight eye for an eye ,tooth for a tooth
In the opposing manner that pleased them
Cheering crowds gathered to steer a vague belief
In the mind 's colossal territory
Like people who like us to dislike
And make us to unmake
In a flimsy idea of dismantling the wall
Yet look too elegent to approve
There's a duality in everything
Right within us or among the most closest
That Made Brutus kill Ceasar out of love
The closest the most hatred
Some love in the most hateful way
And treat kindly unkind
We regard the disregard and approve the disapproval
And furthest we go in celebrations to rise
To hopefully to demise
It is like a preferred poison that kills us to unkill,
Yet spread like a scar ,abominable
Unknown trap though seemed a fruitful design
To take us through
We somtimes cry to laugh or laugh to cry
In confusion or distortion
Misunderstanding is a great evil
That make two sides to win
In the mind's glory of power
In most ways ,we fail
And least ways we win
In the the face of truth
As long as the false duality recurrs
We are apparitions to the reality
None is saved.
© N. Gamage
Things thus wake me to the usual profundity
Wearing an unusual garment of disbelief
A game of two opponents rival
Who oppose to the extreme clarity
Fight eye for an eye ,tooth for a tooth
In the opposing manner that pleased them
Cheering crowds gathered to steer a vague belief
In the mind 's colossal territory
Like people who like us to dislike
And make us to unmake
In a flimsy idea of dismantling the wall
Yet look too elegent to approve
There's a duality in everything
Right within us or among the most closest
That Made Brutus kill Ceasar out of love
The closest the most hatred
Some love in the most hateful way
And treat kindly unkind
We regard the disregard and approve the disapproval
And furthest we go in celebrations to rise
To hopefully to demise
It is like a preferred poison that kills us to unkill,
Yet spread like a scar ,abominable
Unknown trap though seemed a fruitful design
To take us through
We somtimes cry to laugh or laugh to cry
In confusion or distortion
Misunderstanding is a great evil
That make two sides to win
In the mind's glory of power
In most ways ,we fail
And least ways we win
In the the face of truth
As long as the false duality recurrs
We are apparitions to the reality
None is saved.
© N. Gamage
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