In this holographic world
the reverse mirror draws your graph
what you have chosen to experience
and unknowingly you continue to create
The eternal struggle you produce every day
it keeps you between dreaming and needing
out of yourself you pushed yourself to seek
what only you can find inside of you.
They walk the same razor’s edge
these two alternating currents
the former constantly seeks its own I
the second escapes by moving away from God.
The eternal struggle between good and evil
it must always start from you.
You walk this life like a tightrope walker
holding on to your noose
still undecided whether to end it,
or focus on yourself and change the trough.
The eternal struggle between inside and outside
puts you before your monument
the blow-up you built to demonstrate
that no one can tell you what to do.
The eternal struggle can end, it’s known,
just choose your own truth.
What do I want others to see about me?
What do I want to become?
while I keep getting lost in the same sea?
The eternal struggle can end, it’s known,
by accepting the truth.
Gurà Samir Levirò (Zelia)
