I stand here, called human. Called man.
This plane of existence. Devising life's strategic plan.
Perfectly balancing my stance, on life's narrowing ban.
To my left a dark emptiness, infinity of what if's.
On my right, life's habits, pleasures, my turpitude.
Behind me, ghosts of pride, agony. Loves fortitude.
In front of me I see reality, empty, unparalleled, truth.
Stepping so gracefully without making a move.
I see everything and nothing at all.
Trapped in my void of battled decisions revised.
I stand here, called human, called man.

Bravisimo!!

nice write

Well done. Ah man, the ever confused being, yet the most fascinating of all creatures on earth. smiles