Ritualistic Bonding

I am the love of the world
I am the hate of the world
I am a paradox of time and space
I am the war on killing fields
I am the one everyone loves to hate
I am the one with the different mind
I am the riddle they’d like to solve
I am the one they will not find
I am the anger that fills your soul
I am the emotion in everyone
I am the puzzle with the missing piece
I am the mother with the missing son
I am the boy who plays along
I am the girl who sings a song
I am the question you won’t understand
I am the one who will never be gone.
(12-7-96)

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