Either King or Pawn

The Philosophy of Choice


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The Hole

One step, potentially a fall to depths…

Unknown and unchartered. Who would have guessed?

Care to be taken for each word spoken,

As consequences come and cannot return.

Above is the illusion that persists,

Open your eyes, see…some things are not real.

Birds, bees–flowers, trees, need the other to live, 

But it is man who has no place to lie.

Divine call–we all fall into the hole,

For eternity is the mystery.

Wrought with happiness, pain and immense fear,

Experience is the teacher to bring near.

False face no truer lie, that holds the cards, 

To wit, to fold when you let down your guard.