We tend to bury heads and hearts, in those things that have no value, purpose, hopes, or aims
Authority; rule one’s mind, one’s memory
We tend to let them swallow our whole
Identity, uniqueness, dreams, trust, wishes, goals
And give them willingly the full control.
We tend to seek the fire, but when lightened
we veil it with thick and binding layers of soaked in ego good old known ….
Instead of feeding it to make it grow, we cut the air, scared
Unable to handle the hot consuming flames, weak, unprepared
Too self-absorbed, too worried for tomorrow, and for these pointless things that have no value, purpose, hopes, or aims.
AWAKE, let go of this reality,
BE LED, but not by growing lie that swallows nations into nothingness,
AWAKE, the real you is waiting to reveal the real world, your real home, your real need
So you may see that, what you thought of real was but an illusion that left you drained and empty, longing for that which the real hidden from you ~ you~ is made of, for…
AWAKE! What will it take for you to see, that this dead realm can’t feed
Your starving spirit, that’s crying from within you, worn out, suffocated
Awake, because “it’s too late” is a thing…