The End

A claim to a knowledge
Baffling at least
Finite and limited
The mind of a thief

Walking the Pathways
Opening the Doors
The smell of Dust
and years gone, before

Looking - Seeking
Pondering and Grief
The Rigger - the toil
No rest or relief

Intellectual Poverty
Whats New? Whats New?
We try to find novelty
Forgetting whats True

For the sake of the glory
To break out of the old
Tradition and Ritual
"Rejection" is Gold

Be your own person
Make your own right
But how can you judge me
When I choose to fight

If no thoughts are better
If no ideas are King
Then there's nothing defining

Murder

or Stealing

The culture that rapes the minds of our youth
We force them to believe that - "there is no great truth!"

Life is what you make it
I've herd more than one say
As if I'm the definer - the designer
Today

So have your "great fun" - There's no end! - There's no purpose!

Experience and Passion
Are all we have left
So from your own, perspective
You live the life you "think" best

Where's the guide of the blind
or the healers of thought
No mentors - no fathers
To show us wrong and whats right

For today's "great philosophers" -

who say experience is KING

They're still and silent

Prefer the end

of a gun