Two different men
The man I am and the man I want to be
One a slave to his limited reality
The other a slave to his limitless dreams
Nothing special about either one
Unsure which one I like more
Which one should I dismiss?
Who should I be?
These two men look and sound alike
but want different things
Who will prevail?
Who will roam the streets?
I pray for the strength to be the better man
The man my heart aspires to be
Not the man my flesh desires me to be
Miserable man that I am, weak in this flesh
Oh, to bind my reality with my dreams!
A harmonious balance of aspiration and existence
Who I am and who I want to be coinciding
Absoluteness In all its glory
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