It Could Be That
there is a built-in conflict
in this triangle
it is there and will never be
demolished
it could be among you,
God and
the others
it could be you,
your id, your ego and
the super ego,
it could be the child in you,
the parent later,
or the responsible thinker
it could be man, heaven and
earth
each angle well constructed
each side strong as the other
it could be the white and the black horse
and the chariot
and you with your whip
and your hand
it could be that you are tired
you disembark
you take a walk and wish that
you had never been born
in this ocean
your choices are waves of the sea
you are the ship without a sail
without a rudder
it could be your own making
or it could be because there are stars
there are lines of your palms
the maps of your
being
the destiny of your future
it could be because of your genes
the choice is still yours
are you made? or are you the maker?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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