Race.

I wish;
I could free my mind from all the locks that I have sealed myself in.

I wish;
My quest for the unknown is answered atleast for once.

I wish;
My being is demystified with a horizon of sublime accord ahead......


I do recognize these will remain as visionaries.

But at least I'm content that I know this fact.

Not through other but by myself.

Perhaps that's the manuscript I could ever find about me, all so legible.


Maybe I exist beyond my reach.

Maybe I am so hidden little inside myself.

Maybe I, me, self, all shall conflict.

And that race of struggle might be the identity I chased behind.........