The Duality Of Reality Poem by Roilynn brown

Passion begat, passion begone.
Death, true death, real death, which death.

Memories begat, memories begone.
Life, true life, real life life, which life.

Does it all exist in the duality of reality?

The brain in it's simplicity creates the complexity of mind.

The acknowledge of pain gratifies pleasure.

The recognition of evil is the prelude to good.

Does the syntax of these words subscribe to a meaning?

In my mind discrimination is born and dies in integration,
and the consciousness of my sub-conscious is my destination.

Awareness of sense empowers the passion of life
and the death of memories and establishes the,
Duality of Reality.