Poignant Inferences of Our Indifferences
Fear conquers and guides them
like sheep in a trance
with their weak-willed existence
only leaving nothing to chance
defy and define this
reality to your making
I was born into blessing
behold your creation
Worship the free thinking
for they think like God's
weaving such narrow path
so the sheep don't stray off
seems that religion, in my opinion
started off as an experiment
until it's control was so spiritual
it became a universal experience
the only path ever laid out
was to follow or burn
close your eyes into religion,
or open them, to learn
My evolution was a revelation
I could not foresee
gave my all to be all me
thus, escaping such dull sanity
don't let the fear drive you away
to become one little lost sheep
thinking they know everything
yet, follow so blindly
A million billion stars await
to see if I shall fade
if that day becomes my fate
I won't care what comes to be
for I am free from your influence
as you try and pull me down
don't you know I laid at the bottom
and escaped the worst of it somehow
Whats the use of a follower
or a leader to guide control
telling them what they need to hear
to feel less fear than before
careful now not to fall asleep
for it could be your death
walking in the demonic trance
right over a rocky cliff
as you say your fighting for pretend beliefs
with no realization left for yoursellf
as if you were not even existing
except to follow the thought trails
of someone else.
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2012
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