The Trier

Without understanding,
like newborns fighting sleep;
falsehoods of stability;
oblivious beings:
carried by torrents of make-believe peacemaking;
we morphed into dreaded half-artists…
…as acrobats balancing between
reality and dream,
those disappointed and those keen for more.


…ever-compromising triers,
anonymous middlers in every race.

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