When young had thought - that I was invincible
At midlife realized had existed - anonymous and
invisible
Armed with self-righteousness masked as -“hey it’s the
principle”
How many ways can one disguise - miserable?
Began examining - why my life’s not working
Found below the surface - many demons lurking
May well be true - I’ve chosen my path
Instead of creating joy, I’ve been avoiding wrath
It would seem the lesson - is self-defeat
As long as you march - to another’s beat
From them may hear - hey you’ve got it wrong
How would they know - can’t hear - your heart’s song
Gold standard – “make it on your own”
No, not like that – Is that how you were, shown?”
Don’t worry nothing’s - carved from stones
Where is my path - in this sea of clones?
Led to believe - we’re in a race
Consume – keep up – you must save face
Collect all the toys - to avoid disgrace
Planned obsolescence? – Work hard, replace!
Cooperation takes - a back seat
Win at all costs - if need be cheat
Why settle for one car – you could have a fleet!
The next hand you shake - your next sale to meet
So long so lost - hid deep inside
Once awake – response – what else I cried
World lacking values, love, passion, pride
Some day’s I think - I want off this ride!
Soul searching, healing a “good – housecleaning”
Which way – for what, is my heart leaning?
From opinions of others - I must now be weaning
If life will hold for me - true meaning!
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