Into The Wild
He disappeared into the forest
losing himself in the
trees & vines
What he leaves behind
are memories rooted in time
in the minds of those
he's left behind
His soul cries releasing
silent tears from eyes
that have seen different
but not greener pastures
They've captured an essence
of life that many
will never grasp
Through his eyes he sees
the whole world in his hands
& holds tight to
global visions that arise
Scenes are being manipulated
to capture minds within
the masses
unaware of the lies
It matters not how many lies
the world tells
he knows the language
it speaks but chooses to hide
The meek seek to inherit
what only the strong
are meant to have
in time
but can they see
the signs?
His sad eyes aren't just
a reflection of the pain he
hides but are windows
open to views
He's viewed a naked world
that covers hues & sees it for
what it is
because he knows
it's nude
Uncovered it can't hide
from eyes that see the ruse
from top to bottom
It hides truth under trees
that have blossomed
because the forest
is thick
Even so he sees what's been
planted in rich soil
to grow with
designs to trick
Copyright © Jasen Ridley | Year Posted 2025
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