On The Verge Of Anarchy Poem by Giwa Rafiu

On The Verge Of Anarchy



Gush of Fluids without control, Systems Created to Guide it. Systems yield order-but on the verge of Anarchy-For anarchy swims in us all. Anarchy and Order are not Opposites, Good and Evil are not Opposites, Male and Female are not opposites-Nothing is Static, Nothing is Stable-For everything is in a state of flux.

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I realized this, when i was going through my struggles to find myself.I remember my days of Mental Servitude and smile-I've fought a good war.
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