I've sat there. In the middle of it all. Resting my bones while others breaking their's. Seeing, studying and absorbing their nature and idea.
"Fight Fight Fight!", they scream to each other. And fight they did. Some of them fight with lightning, while some fight with thunder. Unleashing their wrath to others who opposes.
"To whom shall i side?", I question myself. To whom shall I lend my strenghts upon and strenghten the forts of their idea?
I keep questioning myself, while resting my bones, watching them breaking their's.
Shall i side with the ones that raises the black flag, saying that one cannot measure true light without seeing darkness?
Or shall i side with the one who raises the white flag, saying that one cannot measure true darkness without seeing the light.
While i was busy watching the two sides crumble and tear one another, I began to look where im laying. I was in the grey area. Not too white. Neither too black.
There i was. Realizing it all.
Is it worth to question it the answer only brings to death?
Why shall i bring war to myself, when peace has already presented to me?
Why turn this sanctuary into hell?
So I keep on laying there. Resting my bones and ease my thoughts.
In hoping, that the ones who keep breaking their bones, would someday join me, resting their broken bones.
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