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I guess we'll see... (question yourself)

This could use some rework, but I'm happy with it for now

What is it that we ask ourselves?  
What sorts of questions?
Do you ever question yourself?
By you, do you even get mentioned?
Do you sit in wonder?
Do you question your own sentences?
Do you consider yourself compassionate?
Do you check if your relentless?
Do you choose to reside inside?
Or do you only live life set free?
Do you even pick a side?
Or is it a little from column A and little from column B
 
...I guess we’ll see
 
Most all that I have tasted, touched and seen
Was planted by the hand and built from the ground around me
This world surrounds me
And though it reached out and found me
It also founded my confounded defective mentalities
I can’t deny this culture is my reality
It sourced our source so sure of it’s motives
And now here we are, artfully consorted
Unable to relinquish wrong actions due to linguists
Aborted times we sorted how we became so distinguished
And when I say this, I mean this
I hope that this concrete fire gets extinguished
Place a tourniquet, a stint to upon our so called success
To move forward yet digress
To let grow without net or fence
To let them build up their defense
Against our techly righteous compass, turned talons
My passion is my compassion towards finding us a balance
 
I can’t just bitch without taking some sort of action
I need to rise up and question my own lazy satisfaction
My resting upon relaxation and watching it all happening
My words need to be more than me at microphones just rapping
I can’t stop trudging forward with my growth
As hard as it is to teach those who do not know
To climb this icy unpaved slope
I don’t have kids but the future needs their hope
 
So let me bend this righteous arrow on it’s axis
Aim it at myself since I feel the need to ask this
And set down this mask
Put myself up to the task
 
What is it that You ask Yourself?
~Do I fight this current or float along this worlds swell  
What sorts of questions?
~Do I even care enough to keep on with such subtle suggestions
Do you ever question yourself?
~Not as much as the books I choose to pick off lifes shelf
By you, do you even get mentioned?
~Sometimes constructively, sometimes in morbid reflection
Do you sit in wonder?
~Yes, trying to find a center amidst my egos roaring thunder
Do you question your own sentences?
~Sometimes, yet, I’m constantly creating new resentments
Do you consider yourself compassionate?
~Toward animals, I’m not really a humanitarian activist
Do you check if your relentless?
~Maybe not relentless but I can definitely be reckless
Do you choose to reside inside?
~That’s right, It’s through my darkness I try and find my light
Or do you only live life set free?
~I wish it was so, but if it once was it’s now a fleeting memory
Do you even pick a side?
Not sure that I can while riding this cultural tide
 
So...
To me...
It looks like I live life a little from column A and little from column B
Only time will tell
...I guess we’ll see

(2015)

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