Our Ambition

Our Ambition Is it so hard.. to be the burden uncarried? Is it respect to be fake? A future tainted by a past, a man’s eyes replaced. A man’s mind covered by the empty, thin sheet of formality. A dream forgotten, a reality, fiction. Truly our ambition to become better comes from the lack of bettering from others. From the guiders. Tradition stuck to, a man on the only visible path. A man led to safety and away from suffering. Yet a man without suffering, isn’t safe from the capabilities of the unled. A career prepped for by 27, a family forged by 50, a life lived by 60. Simly reminiscing a subtly corrupt path. A path unforged but with signs is simply marked with fear… yet still followed the follower remains a follower because of the guidance of a sign, a symbol of a past that tells the future.