Words are weapons
Words are tools
Like chains of infinity
Like sun to the moon
Black and white runs us blind
Up vs down controls the mind
We’re baby birds flying
No wings, we’ve crashed
The power within disposed like trash
Our eyes see blindly
Wont reflect on the mirror
We think up obstacles
In place of what’s clear
Words now weapons
Praise the new God of Fear
Have you ever felt deeply
This must not be me?
Have you ever questioned reality?
Do darkness and demons sneak ’round every corner?
Temptation, addiction crush your own willpower?
Why are tears so easy, but smiles hard won?
Is it truly so crazy to look at the son?
Did you ever look at the sky and see
the beautiful painting God made for me?
The me is you and you is we
Connected together in gravity
The blue, those clouds,
They’re yours, they’re mine
Breathe in and out, love is divine
Everything, everything is won with us
Yet we only see what mind thinks is best
We’re tied in shoelaces
We’re chained by a feather
There’s nothing to fear,
Our guards aren’t that clever
Just look at the sky and remember you’re soul
Embrace your own heart
Express your soul
Just look at the sky and remember this well
The best days here are the worst days in hell
God painted the sky just for you
God sparkles the grass with tears of dew
Every color you see is how you perceive it
We’ve outgrown this nest
When will you leave it?
I actually wrote this with a song playing, check it out and see if it adds to the poetry. Escape Route
Check out my other poem, also produced by 33 pyramids China white