dark thoughts looming.
Yet what others view,
is you on a luxurious canoe.
This is what the world has as its routine.
We all look great but our souls are in line with the guillotine.
Because this world demands as to great,
and being weak, lost, and dense are what we hate.
You daydream and wish to escape,
to personal goals you are taped.
Exhausted with the same freaking routine every day,
telling yourself, “Damn, this is not okay.”
Because the world escalated the goals on a pedestal,
which surrounds to anything physical, corporal.
Upgrades and travels, these are what we aim for,
destructing the lucidness of our core.
You realize that when you aim like this there will be no end.
To materialism you will really bend.
You gradually wean yourself from the weight of physical obscurity,
and strive to influence and inspire humanity.
This is where we become the eagles which cry,
and for the real identity of freedom we try.
The beginning of charity ends truthfully today,
and to peace and love as our goals, we stay.
*inspired by events of reality