Exiting the Matrix
What is this strange place we find ourselves in
Trapped in the open, we are free within”
Free is to sit beside a fire,
Free is to throw myself in
Free is to go up in smoke
Free is to burn away sin
Free is to question reality
Free is risking life and limb
Trapped inside this body
Trapped within a mind
Trapped by pure creation
Trapped by superior design
Trapped behind the matrix
Trapped I’m totally resigned
What’s more I cannot tell you
What’s more I’d lie to say
What’s more I don’t understand
What’s more I’ve lost my way
What’s more I too bear a cross
What’s more I live for today
My conscience is so unclear
My conscience sees only cloud
My conscience is not willing
My conscience remains unbowed
My conscience plays these tricks
My conscience is far from proud
Truth is whatever I believe in
Truth is I like getting things done
Truth is I’m out of excuses
Truth is I don’t have a gun
Truth is I love all my family
Truth is I feel worthy of none
Death may bring me answers
Death might be in vain
Death the ultimate sacrifice
Death by any other name
Death might unlock a matrix
Death will kill just the same
By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © David Kavanagh | Year Posted 2022
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