Let's play a game.
There is a river.
There is a boat.
And there are three matters of import.
A lamb, a wolf and a bunched grass
those are what you have to help cross over
one at a time but two out of three,
are out to get each other
Let's play a game
and the game is to deliver these three
not leaving one behind
they all should arrive safely.
The river is time
and the boat is perception
now let's see who you will send first to win
and who would be the last to reach the destination.
There is the grass.
Green. Beautiful as ever, covering a barren land
just like how hope rises over our fear and insecurities
covering our ugly parts and giving us a hand.
The grass is what we strive for
it is what we aspire to be
what drives us
what we could be.
Then there is the wolf.
A wolf that moves in packs
a wolf that fits with the many
what is expected of us
a wolf is what we should be.
It is what society tell us to be
even while you are drowning in fear, you ought to act strong
not correcting the path they walk on
you follow the system, even when it's wrong.
And finally there's the lamb
item number three
that is what we are
trapped between what we could and should be.
The lamb.
A weak and fragile being,
what we are gnaws what we could be
with insecurity and fear interfering.
And what we should be preys on what we are
and for that simple fact the lamb is always running
afraid of the wolf
afraid of dying.
So let's play a game.
There is a river.
There is a boat.
And there are three matters of import.
With time and perception given
let's play a game between what we are, what we should and could be
who knows how to win the game
and make sure they all arrive safely?
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