A speck of dust
Was born and died
A moment in time
Subliminal for the universe
An ageless tide
Born pure
Molded with fear
Grew resentful
Forgotten mere
Unreasonable demands
Unflinching, with no abort
A far reaching vision
always falling short
A deadline slipped
An event missed
A conversation that hit
Purity chipped, each bit
Confined himself
In place and time
The frog in a well
Drew the line
Power and wealth
As if elixir divine
A ladder too high
Of suffering & crime
A journey inward
Or the limitless outward
Either, is the purpose
Not this circus
A prayer modest
To break confine
Reach the bar
Set by the divine
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