Surviving Ourselves

Surviving Ourselves by Odin Roark Blame game trollops Cruise our insides Willing to plant more guilt Defying accountability To take a stand Conscience-bots Perform recon Patrolling vulnerabilities Knowing no man’s land Between heart and mind Have always Will always Be pregnable passage Yet The front lines of the heart Grasp one’s dug in fortification Mind’s fortress of strength Is forever monitoring Why then Knowing we create our own reality Do we need such skirmishes Such oft times escalated guilt trips That do nothing But undermine life’s victory? Might it be… We refuse to accept The “out there” version That much touted Societal mirage Promoting illusion over truth Perchance We are stuck Forever creating Our trial and error reality For fear Of succumbing to elitist delusion And if we’ve created Conscience-bots And blame game trollops Aren’t we better armed? Don’t personally created battle fields Serve to strategize To outmaneuver those Who would have us self-destruct Their way? Perhaps our self-imposed reality Doesn’t make the societal mirage any easier But at least it doesn’t abandon Growing consciousness for Surviving ourselves