Friday, September 26, 2014
WakE uP
One can be in a state of unawareness:
Like a spider lowering himself down in front of your unexpected face, responding with an inner jolt as your eyes focus.
Or blank like emotionless, your conscience has wool over its third eye until it catches your attention.
Can you imagine, the lost without direction,
Not knowing they wander,
The passive so comfortable,
At the world they ponder,
Like, eavesdropping on deaf ears,
It appears no ones hears the siren,
The blind can't see the flashing lights,
Don't understand why they're
Guided through the wilderness,
Cuz its comfortable in the,
Corn maze,
No faze, can keep you in a state of,
Ignorance,
Consequence.
No defense, its intense and,
Conceivable for,
Someone alive but,
Not living,
Drowned out by the sound,
Of traffics human highway,
Blend in like camouflage and,
Disappear like chameleon's,
In plain sight,
Despite,
All the noise that you make,
Real or fake,
Unaware that your there,
Like dead air and,
Luke warm,
Gotta break from the,
Norm.
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