The Brutal Reality
I see the shadows
Of my mind
Thoughts and desires
Beyond me to confine
Visions of the future
Dreams of the past
Time is perception
It creeps by so fast
I see the shadows
Inside my mind
I see the people
Who remain to be blind
Their thoughts are closed
They fail to find
The point I make
In this troubled time
In order to obtain freedom
Moral must be left behind
Copyright © Michael Harris | Year Posted 2008
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