Monday, June 12, 2017
what can be said
what can be said
in the land of the dead
nobody really listens
all are wanting
see me - flaunting
how my ego glistens
needs so great
but it's too late
no one's really there
but still i try
to feel the sky
don't know why i care
the game is lost
at such a cost
the soul has lost its way
glassy eyes
and mindless cries
i don't know what to say
goodby?
not yet my friend
******
pretend it's real
act like you feel
play the game just right
it bores me so
no place to go
it gives me such a fright
yet i'm still here
and life is dear
even tho so wasted
so on we go
in truth we know
to see what can be tasted
play the game
be free of shame
who cares who wins or looses
it matters not
it's all we've got
this is what life chooses
thanks for the chance
for one more dance
as life goes on it's way
this can't be wrong
it's natures song
a special game we play
******
the truth inside is real
and that no one can steal
so stand up straight and don't be late
don't fear the way you feel
life is a gift
we have just forgotten how to live
but we sure know how to act
now we perform
now we conform
it's all fake
yet truth does exist
everywhere
******
such pain
such delusion
such shame
such illusion
pity the man who sees
and praise his courage
******
words have no meaning
they are only sounds
ideas are fantasy
thoughts imagination
desires dreams of yesterday
or tomorrow
ultimately all there is is now
what actually is
accept all that is
as it actually is
with all your heart
and mind
and soul
and be free
most are lost in thought
a form of escapism
and all we escape is life
and life is love
when we want love
we have escaped life
eescape is an illusion
a delusion
our suffering is self imposed
this need not be so
******
truth is not popular
when not actually forbidden -
certainly frowned upon
life is the truth of all existence
the essential truth of all existence is love
love is not popular
look around
very few even smile
happiness is rare
anger and sarcasim all the rage
greed and pride and shame in abundance
and the terrible fear
life has not forsaken us
we have forsaken ourselves
we have lost the way
we have been misled
we believe in the great lie that
our culture has become
we want what is not real or unnatural
because we are not real or natural
our presence is no longer valid -
except for the children for a while
untile we demand that the conform
to the great lie
and most do
the brutality is too great
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