Ride Poem by Zakhele Anigon
Ride
Everyone follows their own divorced reality
Perceiving images smothering their fantasy
Standing alone versus this damning world
Feel empty handed, weaponless and sore
Your truth will be a sin when you let that something escape your sight
Cause everything you'll ever have and ever need is right here inside
Everyone seeks power to ride it for the top
But when does the rider's riding really stop?
When power turns from means to the actual goal
That is when the king becomes the horse and power gets his role
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4/23/2024 7:46:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Everyone seeks power to ride it for the top But when does the rider's riding really stop? When power turns from means to the actual goal That is when the king becomes the horse and power gets his role.. loved these lines. Beautifully crafted poem shared. Thanks for sharing.