Warring Circle

There’s nothing mathematical about life
Numbers are just numb with many errs
Said the people of the book

The people of numbers digress
Beliefs are overrated, over-calculated
They have been numbered and accounted for

The people of numbers believe
Existence comes before destruction
And destroyers exist with no direction
Hence achieving equilibrium
Of life and perfection

Miracles seems to rule the equation
As far as the people of the book is concerned
The essentialism of life
Is neither empirical
Nor rational

The people of neither the book nor numbers
Speaks
Go back to basic
For origin to shape formations
And formations are full with suggestions
Amounting to potentiality
Amounting to actuality
Because the mind loops in circular repetition
And the wondering people would attest to the notion

Small circles moving inside large circles
Suggesting movement, speed and energy of particles
Breaking the rigidity
Of a solid mass mirroring cubicles
The race to the center has begun again
Go!
Within a centre lies a center
Of dreaming ambitions
Of validating existence
To reach the centre of an empty circle
To resolve polarities between
Blank and nothingness
While shouting and suggesting peace

Peace is nothing
There is no true center
True center lies
By design of victorious liars