Thursday, April 21, 2011

Violence

As I arise,
I dare to impose,
I dare to judge,
I dare to agree,
I dare to disagree,
I label as positive,
I label as negative,
I wait for a result,
I am patient,
I am in a hurry,
I am good,
I am bad.

For without holding on to a tree,
I will be washed away,
By this great wave,
Only to find,
That the wave is an ocean.

Violent when I see,
But as I drown,
its calm underneath,
Am I a wave? Or am I an ocean ?

I know I am both, and neither am I.
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