We Cling to the Edict that Survives

I look for inspiration

If I let myself down

If I learn from others how to better myself

I won’t become the clown

Something is deeply etched upon me

And is realized inside my brain

A superego that takes this reckoning

It must escape the bane

I’m not sayin’ what works for me

Will also work for you

I’m only sayin’ that somehow for me

This seems for me to be true

We make inferences and we question

We experiment in our lives

We become philosophers and scientists

We cling to the edict that survives

DCG

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