A time comes for all still breathing, When their hearts and minds are seething, Take a stand, Come and fight for what you truly believe. But in the midst of all this morality, Another knot to man's mortality, Is truth itself real, Or just a mere idea that we each perceive? We wrap ourselves heavily on opinions, Rooting ourselves in respective dominions, But do we stop, And truly see where we really stand? We keep charging without thoughtful stalling, Until we catch ourselves suddenly falling, Ultimately realizing that we just fool ourselves by our own hand.