Ambiguity
by AbsqueArte and Warrior_Prophet
We are born to die, servants of the Earth
With ever changing rules that bring rebirth
Man joins forces, becomes the virus
To plunder what we find desirous
Surface to surface, I am not my reflection
This soul suffers from each transgression
This vessel contorts in chronology
But it doesn't account for my pathology
Virtue unclear by more than one meaning
It doubles our choices, we start intervening
That meaning cannot be determined by context
Ambiguity screams unequivocally when vexed
Adverse ambiance can remove naivety
But by no means induce maturity
That's determined by survival
And frankly, only time will tell
Time, it smoothes our transitions
We search ourselves, recheck our positions
Scourging space and time like a plague
When we look hard we find out that it's vague
Theme = Change in self over time