The Formula of Containment

November 26, 2009
In a transparent world,
Where life is susceptible,
And persona is interchangeable,
As it should be now.
At a pivot point,
Where with one burst of intensity,
It could all be over,
Or could all be made new.
Where one resounding noise might shock the world,
If given the chance.
And where happiness might exist,
In its simplest and yet most materialistic forms.
Where prose meets progress,
Where balance seeks its witness,
And where ideology faces facts.
The formula of my containment,
And where my mind exists.

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