Friday, November 25, 2016

INSEPARABLE

When a poor man begs but sustenance,
From a rich man well endowed,
The rich though with much,
is just like the poor without.
To them both is destiny.
Before them lies a tapestry of motions,
Removed from them as in fate.

Just as both welcome a new day at the nick of time,
And none earlier than the other apart from will,
So are they inseparable from each other.
Joined at the hip,
they're like conjoined twins.
Each need the other.
And if freedom for one is sweet,
life for the other is nonetheless sweeter.

And so are these times we are.
Like the threads of the raiment,
Our forward mobility as a nation
is but determined as a collective whole.
If just a few think they've crossed over to canaan,
Leaving the masses behind,
So swift will be their coming back,
On realising they're only part of the whole,
And no less than the whole can attain freedom.

Tis a parable to discern.
Its meaning none can decipher,
Except if one on behalf of the other.
So that if one knows,all know.
So that if one go,all go ,
Lest the rich build high walls for their security,
And the poor spend their waking hours,
Scheming on how to scale the walls.
So that what is held by some,
By fate,becomes one to be held by all.

If those in high places,
Devise ways of accumulating much,
And that trigers actions that deny others of a fair share
So will a country that seems to have much,
Just mark-time.
Because the soul that creates, being one,
Does so equally.
Its equlibria none can beat,
And to correct one ,the other must suffer,
So as to set in motion a state of balance.
And this is the inseparability of the two,
Its all or none at all.
Its neither or all.

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