We’re here to learn, what we don’t know
About the self and others
Our lives become the format
Though which we’re able to discover
The continuum that holds us
Maintains a solid grasp
Lessons differing from grade school
But. . . no less a task
In school, it’s math and numbers
Plus letters which help us spell
Learning how to get along
And come out of our shell
The content of the lessons
Decided beyond our scope
Parents stand and guard the door
Armed with love and hope
The lessons take a turn
Adulthood enters in
Our ego and our feelings
Lead us in and out again
Common norms light the path
To give our lives direction
Then we trip into a maze
And pray for non-detection
Encumbered by awareness
Of how it all might look
We step outside of contracts
Adding decadence into the book
In violation of the boundaries
Unconsciously set in place
Our self-esteem takes a hit
But. . . may not leave a trace
In a normal sense, that’s all true
But. . . what of evolution
Would physics be what it is
If not pressing for solutions?
The boundaries that contain us
Are constructed over time
By those who walked before us
With intent to hold the line
Bound by truth and consequence
Within the shadow, or the light
We’re controllers of our destiny
To shy away, or fight
The world, a giant construct
With ‘givens and isms’ everywhere you turn
Things accepted out of hand
Or breaking through to learn
Humanity, multi-dimensional
With differences brought to bear
Part of, and yet separate
Transformation. . . a set of stairs
8/4/21 #1
3:06 AM – 4:05 AM
