There is process of which you are only the master
Prisoner and free at the same time
Time has taken it’s toll, worn it out
It bears mankind’s evils for centuries
Got to realize you can’t let destiny rules
To pass the “written test” ?
To open wide one’s range of activities
Still regarded as the absolute one
Truly mean of controlling the masses
Join your hands to complete the mission
Curve you to forgive
Indissociable from life
To call upon in the suffering
To pay homage in outcoming
Could that be only a mere energy ?
Could that be only a mere illusion ?
Each second elapsing is a stone which can be added to your built up
Or the whole answer ?
To face reality such as it is
Such is real fight to be carried out

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