Only he that is offended,
has a reason to be; as he
has discovered some truth
in what another believes.
The neighbor of hate,
quietly lives amongst jealousy;
it is not until they greet,
the two become envy.
He will spill his ink,
and carelessly use his tongue;
walking on ice much too thin,
and soon to go astray.
After night follows night,
and day follows day;
all that he will have shown,
was his true character along the way.
A foolishness unfolds,
as he feeds from contradiction,
but at the expense of his own,
he will be his own extinction.
There is not one man that breathes,
who may justify another’s beliefs,
nor enough knowledge within one,
who may ever achieve such feats.
Whether one believes to be saved,
or believes to only simply exist;
it is the one whom knows neither,
that knows that knowing is the difference.
In order to know,
you must first see,
but even then, what you see,
hasn’t quite yet been proven to be.
We’ve seen the Earth,
the Sun, Moon, and only a
fraction of space; we claim
to know these things, yet we still
know nothing of how our
minds think, and yet they rest
behind a tiny face.