In this life we all come the same way,
among few are the leaders, as to the herd that’s astray.
From birth we question reality,
our thoughts are not like the others.
We see the hidden things, in search for Our Brothers.
A melting pot of knowledge,
that leaves the blind left to ponder.
While we search for what was Once lost here
and over yonder.


© Filius Carpentarii Otiś