Who Knows, Who Not

who knows, who not, we’ll figure it out; in the symphony of human progress, we’ll rhyme with poetic themes…

In the morning light, 

we embrace fresh views;

questions in the mind deep, 

like whispers in the river flow;

things all around, 

some familiar, some not,

search for the answers,

in a world,

change is the new normal...

Who knows, who not, 

in this tangled thread,

people weave up;

some hold the truth, 

while others just follow;

they decide on the edge,

they can’t see clearly enough...

Who knows, who not, 

which destination, 

they’re meant to reach out.

 

Every step we take, 

we’re writing our own stories,

discover bits of wisdom,

in the places others ignore;

people come & go, 

like moon's wax and full;

some walk beside us, 

some drift off...

But with every authentic voice we listen to, 

we shape true understanding of all sorts;

every step we take,

keep it solid enough;

who knows, who not, 

we’ll figure it out;

in the symphony of human progress, 

we’ll rhyme with poetic themes...

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