Why I Hide
My journey and side
Is the only one I know
And my track record is hardly one of pride
As I mostly hide
In my cocoon of privilege
While the world burns outside
The contradiction of life
Is the paradox I cannot hide?
Am I nothing or am
I everything?
I should change the world
Or just change me?
I should pick a side
And then follow it blind?
Is the path I seek logic or faith?
What about standards and law?
A revolution or dialogue?
I before the we?
And the truth... is it what I see or what you feel - But I feel what you feel - but that’s not that “side “
Am I just one side or many ?
And to be true to my side
My actions must be one of solidarity with the standard set by the “tribe”
And isn’t it convenient that I pick and change the side to suit the narrative that is currently serving my ..... Tribe
Should I explain the intent before to not alienate the other side
But am I now a coward ?
I want the box to justify the narrative inside to feel a pride
But to you my tribe of fellow ?
FUCK .... time to watch cat videos and I’ll burn in hell probably that’s set by me INSIDE
