What's Your Soul Worth Anyway
Did you know what your soul knew?
Deep, in the dark recesses of your mind
Lurking, quietly hidden...Coaxing you silently
See it through...Acknowledge.
Truth...Naked, exposed if you truly look
Supposed, if you bait and hook
Disclosed, if a chance you took
Take it!
Live freely, for your life...it's worth
Claim what's yours, dig deep...unearth
Dignity and honor, your very essence oppressed
Held hostage in bondage, in secret...possessed
Shout out! Shout loud! Let it go to hell!
The money and power...The narcissism spell
Left lonely, unhappy, your soul to sell
Putrid, lingering...self-betrayal smell
Jumping the hurdles, to keep it all
When? How high? Why you feel so small
A puppet controlled by strings that sprawl
From head to toe, someone else's call
Not a move to make without permission
A sold out soul is about 'submission'
Fake it! Break it! Make it!
Of your own...Volition!
Control your time! Before your time controls you!
Copyright © Okanagan Bell | Year Posted 2017
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