Incomplete

The wholeness of things are stressed.
We have to be self-sufficient…
Stand on our feet…
(where are the roots though?)
The world only loves strong men
Errr… and women

Now we have 2 conflicting worlds.
Of self and others.
Of you and me.
Of us and them.
Of this and that.
Of men and women.
Of white and black.
Of good and bad.

Dare we cross the borders!
Dare we move away from the completeness!
Dare we cross the barriers!
Boundaries are drawn to make complete picture.
Then why on earth should people lose themselves…
Why become half-individuals?
Why become incomplete?