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The Forever Battle

Free will hangs on by thin thread.

Once we get past the influence

of nature and nurture,

and the time and space you’re thrown in to,

And then strip yourself of your cultural clothes,

and stare back at the world,

as a bare naked man,

then you can nudge the old ship at sea,

that is your free will.


It might just be a nudge,

but when you stand as you,

and rage against that sea,

that nudge is everything.


It’s a forever battle,

within you,

and within me.


It takes all the courage in us

to move that ship an inch.


We must rise up as independent thinkers,

and as formidable humans,

and rage against the sea.


-C.H.

 
 
 

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