Is This Life
6/27/22
Still an Atheist
I'm a hypocrite for saying this
But don't ever think it's wise
To drink and drive
Looking at it with different eyes
Looking at it with different minds
Looking at it from different sides
All across the Mason-Dixon Line
To beyond Byzantine
It's worldwide, a bunch of little swine's
How is this life
It isn't right
Always getting criticized
I don't relate or call it civilized
Much of it in disguise
Still the lies
Meanwhile evil thrives
Wake up, or just get in line
Why do you think there is 'restricted sites'
Artificial lights
Shining atop the winter ice
Endlessly it's been a bitter fight
For more than 99 thousand and 50 nights
It took a lot more than 9 hundred and 60 tries
Usually aware and prepared, but this time
It was a quick surprise
In the blink of an eye
Eventually it signified
No longer mystified
Regardless if they killed the vibe
Until I die
I will survive
And improvise
A never ending amount of hills to climb
Empty and numb, not feeling inside
All the pain and problems minimized
People complicate what can be simplified
Far too dignified
Don't got time for those that throw fits and whine
Many go against but it's ill advised
Call me kryptonite
The people remain hypnotized
One day it'll all be turned to ash or crystallized
Technically since were in space, are we 'in the skies?'
A void that I struggle to fill inside
Still an Atheist
I'm a hypocrite for saying this
But don't ever think it's wise
To drink and drive
Looking at it with different eyes
Looking at it with different minds
Looking at it from different sides
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