i can see you there looming in the distance, proclaiming that I'm a menace.
i can not explain the thought of a driven ideology bought.
i have not the ability to explain what is implanted in your brain.
i have no reason to be angry with one who proclaims power as many.
i do know with time eyes in which you see will split into a dimensional sea.
i say that you will have a perception, one that will turn old into new information.

you can not understand an-other's sight for it is explaining to the blind that what is bright.
you have only the power to observe that around you in which has become absurd.
you try and make sense to a memory, it was painted in a past's history.
you become self aware and now into your self you begin to stare.
you recall recorded vantage points of light refracted from two conjoined sights.
you do an action based upon an energy that some how retains quantoms a many.

now the world is in a turning event of a life's past and present.
now with hope we turn to each other, but in return a feeling of bother.
now separated on common ground, the only difference is how we're bound.
now describing that in which we all know, differently we fight over acknowledged UN-known.
now destroying ourselves we can see, each of us inside are confused with identity.
now we must unite together in present's past and perhaps the future can last....

Eventually, will we ever see, that we happen to be, the same entity?