12 October 2009
As in the wandering woods diverge two roads,
So life presents two elemental modes,
And we may choose unique or uniform,
To be oneself or blindly to conform.
Or is it that we need to compromise
Because our true identities arise
When we adopt the idols of our tribe
And then adapt to what our souls deride.
Thus do we prove our dual sapience,
Being led by insight and experience,
What’s proved by centuries of trials and errors
And what’s imbued to save us from our terrors.
Though common in our core humanity,
Without our souls we’re merely vanity.