I know I'm no Edgar Allan Poe or Emily Dickinson but I still enjoy sharing my writing regardless of it's poetic value. Don't be too harsh on me as
I'm not posting it as a work of greatness, rather just something I wrote and felt like sharing.
Sounds stupid but to understand the flow(if there is any) read it in the tone of the nursery rhyme hush little baby, don't say a word. Mamas gonna buy
you a mocking bird.
Stuck in a sea of oblivion
Wish the sheep knew how to swim
Sick of watching our values sink
Seems we forgot how to THINK
We are born and told this is the way
Life as slaves is the role we play
Alive for minutes and tagged with a NUMBER
Owned by a system meant to encumber
Chained and shackled by the BEAST
Hope someday we can be released
Failing to realize the big magic TRICK
Following a carrot on a stick
Tired of watching the busy BEES
Continue spreading their mental disease
Chasing after all that paper money
While forgetting life's real HONEY
Keeping us occupied to prevent insurrection
Holding us hostage to our need for food and protection
In order to eat you must work more than you LIVE
Devoting your life to work for the man is how you give
Creating idols that rise to riches
Really no different than a snake oil salesman's pitches
Stop blocking the truth and believing the plan
Remember it's been around the whole age of man
I'm not much of a writer but I try
No need to ask myself and wonder why
Goodbye my friends please don't hate
It does no good and prevents a clear state
-Epirus
edit on 26-4-2012 by Epirus because: (no reason given)
edit on 26-4-2012 by Epirus because: (no reason given)