Complimenting Reality

we should be realising the fates and who is belonging in what safe place those who build bombs around the world that should be locked up and those who guide us to kill one another and blindly spin in circles to direct another war should be held down in chains but this art of conversation is not about that I'm not writing to lift that veil off of anyone's eyes go ahead and fight among yourselves fools fight in your shallow stupidity of who is better than who because who sits on what throne when they poop This is about a hurt being we are here to cater to an insignificant thing that we dont realize is great something poets slash and tear apart and the cynics bruise and poison and walk away from cornered and scared and no one realizes that this being named reality truly has a heart so stop for a second put all your poisoned prayers and two edged swords and gardens of poison ivy away look at the green grass of fields on every side and look at the reality we have created that wishes she could run away from the babysitter we are shame shame shame shame drop your seeds of deceit and zodiacs that are arts of war and protests of cartoons that complain about everything as we gripe and complain about how horrible everything is and look at reality The child we are here to babysit is it his or her birthday? not saying put your rose colored glasses on shove down another bunch of lies that would make the poisoned angels who fell from the heavens on gods birthday party of infinity proud but see the truth for a second and understand that this being this essence this center of everything of delusion and magic of emotion and experience of religion and confusion of what we are living needs four compliments and it is time we hand them out How do you explain reality to itself? this being....boy or girl? this esoteric seed we all lock away, trash talk right in front of its face? is mystery a compliment? Is blessing the truth? Is life lesson enigma of endless riddles and understanding closer to revelation? and just what would you do if you could understand all the pain this being felt all the confusion? at all those particular times it chose to stay with you or leave and why? can you give reality a compliment? and can we see whose got it wrapped around his finger sending her off to battlegrounds and wars through delusions and terror to save him or herself? as a babysitter can we keep reality together?