I've never thought to myself
To wonder if perhaps right was
The other way around.
Would that make it
Left?
Would it still be right if right was
Left?
But if Right was left all along then
Left was right?
So how can I be sure if I was
Ever
Correct?
There's more than just right and left.
Somehow we only see one or the
other.
But what happens when everything is swapped?
When we truly have to think about the answer?
When we're not reciting the lines of a play?
When we're not programmed into a decision?
When we must decided what is left
or right?
So were we right all along?
Really?
In theory,
Right cannot possibly be left so
Only one answer is correct while the others
Are simply deviations with no rewards.
But someone must have thought,
What is right?
What is wrong?
Because if they were the other way around
Right would be wrong.
Wrong would have been right all along.
Hmmmm.
Maybe it would be right...
If I did what I planned instead of
Thinking of that.
The truth?
I'd rather think of little sense than the structure of atoms
Or quadratic equations.
Than Verbs and nouns,
Or Simplifications.
Why?
Well, the expansive knowledge of exams
Will never teach me about reality.
Reality of little sense.
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Very thought provoking. A great read.
Thank you
Good write. Of course this always applies when you look in the mirror, you never see yourself the way others see you.
I was actually thinking about that before my mind went off on a bit of a crazed tangent and I came up with this. Thank you xx
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