Change is indeed what we need
Designating different paths for that fork
In the road, we did, I stayed, you strayed
Reined in by your shackles, like a horse
With no blinkers, swayed, by terrestrial bait
For you are, a slave, to ungoverned desire
Eyes on the world, you want it,
Instead, the world has you,
Just another unaware bead,
On life’s wrist.
– Original-Dante ©2017
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