It's up to us to make a change but I don't think we will
I think that fear instils itself inside against our will
But what am I? I'm just a shill that thinks but never acts
Yet can't relax inside knowing minds are getting killed
These rhymes are from a place that feels so very disconnected
Like lines they're snorting off a case to gain sharp perspective
The dark reflection crack the silence in the aftermath
The party flying by they're laying wisened in the shards of glass
Hide the truth while we upholding the myths
Now supposing we we're wrong and when its over we will lift
Will the sins hold the sinner down and blessings be as gifts?
Or will the simulation stop and be reset to just begin?
Who will win? who will lose?
Who will fail? who will prove?
Who will stand? who will move?
Who prevails? who will choose?
Bruised ego follow rules leading to self destruction
Fools gold stolen many times with compunction
Kiss of death from this life is the punchline but no ones telling jokes
We're just laughing at the sunshine
Megapixel junkies, hunting down goodwill
Shoot down the messenger and watch how the good spill
Preconceived notion placed on a face you haven't seen
Hero or disgrace, project and displace angrily
Say you live infallibly, we know that its a lie
But if we can't just straight deny this isn't that the real tragedy?
Don't feel a thing yet we say we back compassion
Pray for redemption in the realms of what we fathom
Grasp the nettle just to feel
Because we settle for our choice in the belief
That it was always meant to happen
End up scrapping with yourself
To catch a memory of when perfection reigned
In the realms of what would never be
The good that never comes enveloped
In the typhoons of rage masked with a range of haiku pleasantries
It's always happening
Change, is a natural part of life
You can't escape the inevitable
You can try
It's the chrysalis, seasons in a sequence, the breathing of a dying breed
Under one sky we live
Divided up
It makes a change to be a witness to your differences
The metamorphosis undertook, emerging from the chrysalis
There's little point in hoping for it, less in wishing for it
The lesson learned here is to evolve and never live to quit
Many stages in this cage where life is limited
Every hurdle overcome is just a gift existence gives
Treasure every second cos' the grains are quick to drain
And leave you wishing that you made a change when life had gifted it