sometime such a blinded eye
Though we live in "high society"
You may not see real things in your blinded sobriety;
Subliminal messages are all around us
Out of the box thinkers are ones who found us.
Life should be all about morals an beloved things that are true;
The blindfold around our minds grew and grew
They make fake theory's claiming that they knew yet
such uh fake world around us is what they drew while only
A certain few in soul depths always new then began such chapter as;
start to realize
And if thou cling on to that real atmospheric actuality they grow wise.
There's really no such thing as republican or democrat more so round uh bout
chickin scratch an public motivation such as "Really man, ya probably can" and constant "can't" an "why not
spread hate? maybe not to-late just begun to domesticate."
Its only made to divide us and that's a fact.
One day the wise will prepare for combat
And give the government something unbelievable to look at
A mass army of the awakened realist
Against a blindfolded society of theorist
Nowadays fitting in with society is the trend
You're stuck behind you're blindfold trying to blend
Thinking what is right in front of your face is only uh noon friend.
You live every day without tying off loose ends
And when some think about it they start to transcend
Others stay on their side playing a dangerous game of pretend;
Covered thoughts plea your week uncovered by the "weekend"
I know for some this might be to absolutely almost oblivious an so much to comprehend
But no matter how much evil
Good always wins in the end.
Copyright © jacob clark | Year Posted 2022
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