Sapientia

Winding paths twist and turn Successful and failing all to learn Some paths meet and others cross All paths experience a form of loss Some are humble and carry kindness Others have grown bitter into blindness One does what another may not The other may live only to rot Each path is beautiful and unique Every single one has its own stories peak Judge some may, but we're all the same Different we are as well, sharing the blame Blood will always be red from our veins Our heads are all filled with brains Ones skin matters not Nor does the belief one is taught Not all live but everyone dies Not all is truth, don't dwell in the lies Hearts are vessels pure and unshackled But become darker upon roads further traveled Fear not your brother nor your neighbor Rewards aren't needed from every favor Monsters dwell in humans skin But live not in fear of your kin Fight we must to regain our voice Even when it seems we have no choice Unified we are strong and mighty Like woven vines, bound tightly Purpose is not made nor chosen But grows deep into our hearts woven To live is to die, as all understand But don't waste your chance for a broken soul to mend