Confusion. Poem by Moxie De Lucky

I'm asking if any one will stay still
I am questioning incase it's too hell
No one, No one can hold truly
Because the will is also a will
No difference between, just a bastille

I'm a primitive sad panda mauler
I had once my ardent pangolin over future tower
But hunters had it taken for comical viewer
Now i'm keeping entire flock over same tower
If is winter, if is summer, will you aboard my tower?

I'm just a country rider, riding across streets
Running along alley and most feeder roads
But in a single lane i'll have to block ways
I'm pondering if the mass will stand the outs
Yes i'm mangling the flock, but who knows why flocks?

The shining light in a dark sight of light
The day will come, the day will calm right
When the rope will loose and the web will keep tight
Who shall vow incase the spear skip sight
Day will come, night will calm and the truth shall shout.