The Looking Glass

Amidst all the maylay we emerged like growing seeds immune to the harvest Time spent in darkness bought us things we needed during the purge Missing the past is absurd for it's just a memory of retained but forgotten words A grain of sand in an hourglass clearly shows us the material isn't meant to last What we do take with us are lessons of the past that mirror reflecting glass A reflection only seen when you internalize the lucid dream that is your life I ponder while saying to myself this can't be right because that means all we're left with are the results of our acts Solid facts in & of a world not really solidified but made so by the strength of our minds My blind rhymes are in fact all seeing scries meant to enlighten eyes made dark from dreaming You wake up steaming once you realize the pot is calling the kettle black in an attempt to keep you from rising This is a form of tithing for I'm giving back what I've earned in a world where I've worked religiously I'm suspiciously close to a gross level of charity but it bothers me not How else would you build strong foundations if there's an absence of rocks? The plot thickens on lots made sturdy by persistence & vision Don't knock if you aren't ready for insistent answers to questions regarding current conditions