He, She, Them & You
Then there's 'I' too
Words, that like sword
Splits the One in Two
Rules of Language
Norms of Grammar
Unworthy inventions
To grasp the other
Thus arose the ‘You’
An entity aside
From the devious ‘I’
Whereby cretins abide
A nonexistent doer
And its ornate show
Sanity of existence
Impaired by silly blow
The acts of Universe
How they are owned
By misled shadows
With identity loaned
Illusions of Grammar
Especially Pronouns
World made into stage
And all else, clowns
- Shunyatha
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