Borders

To understand the full picture of life, you need to see the mind of the other side.

Through a vast wasteland, we see it as a color portrait,

Never really knowing the true content.

We never understand other people,

We just walk our own paths as individuals.

What we know, is what we only see

With just our eyes, will never bring civilian tranquility

The scenery of heaven is a visual of what we all believe

But to what the eye may deceive, the belief is only to the ones who withhold it

The truth in the matter, is whether or not you believe it

Another conflict, in which civilians fight for borders and never understand others

To which we as a society will never understand each other

Only to cross a path, in which we alone progress to defile one another

A sad truth, whether bold or sugar coat

For this is the true meaning of life, for this day and age brought forth

And is sad to say, we only look at what is brought forth,

After what we seen, and ignored

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