Winter Daze
At the end of Winter days I escaped in a bit of a haze
From the lazy days trapped in the darkened maze
I shut the lights off in my eyes and fed myself lies
Thinking I was shooting for the skies
When I was really descending further into madness
Until at last I saw twin peaks of sadness
And the tears fell from my eyes reflecting my fears
For I threw my ruined body upon the gears
Hoping to stop the global calamity
For this insanity was bred from one soul's vanity
But in the end my sacrifice was born of greed
To plant the seed that would one day be freed
And grant humanity a sense that we can be greater
Alas we don't have to bend our knee to a traitor
But in the the Winter days I was trapped in quite the daze
When truth and justice aren't what pays
Our beliefs become prostitutes sold to the highest bidder
When it's only our own fates we consider
We lose sight of all those who suffer a burning death
When they breathe their last breath
In the prisons and mazes that fill this nation
Freedom then becomes nothing short of damnation
This is what happens when things corrode at the foundation
And politicians and actors don't know their station
This has truly become a sadistic masquerade
So trumpet out the red carpet for this faux parade
Lined by the liars and contortionists
Who bend the constitution like freedom abortionists
But maybe it was always going to end in acrimony
When we're fed the best bologna from a facetious phony
In the end we're all lost and wandering through the maze
Still dazed by the Winter haze of chilly days
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2018
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