Who Are We?

So many things to do

So many paths we could choose

Lines in the sand

Deciding if we win or lose 

Lines that constantly move

And only a few win

Only a few ever listen

Only a few live what is within 

There is no ‘win’

And there is no ‘lose’

Not when it comes to the life that we choose

There is just life

And what we do 

But we like our little lines

Separating people in our minds

Creating boxes to put each other in

Instead of understanding anything about the life their living

In a constant state of unconscious judgment 

A world we rule

Society decides who we are

But if the society is sick

Then,

Who are we?

CH 5/27/24