Literature
Quia Omnis Oculus
Quia Omnis Oculus.
In a world, so unwilling;
Why doth you keep fulfilling, a pact?
If life is so full of wonder, why art we set a sunder; and feel the need to act?
Why does one, tether ones dreams?
Are you afraid, of your own self-esteem?
Be you organic? Or doth thy dream of electric sheep?
Doth your heart flutter, do you weep?
When you hear 'Them' softly speak.
Whether in time, space or somewhere in-between.
Doth you question, what it all means.
Why does one see, without seeing? A soul, that mirrors thee?
Why doth thou cling to your armour, like bark on a tree?
Is it you, or is it me?
That feels all this, from an eye named 'three'?
Be it no