Just a spoon full
of sugar helps the medicine go down.
But the town
or temple in which I call my body
cannot digest this temporary
cure.
While intentions may be pure,
I fear that this overshadowed
sweetness is just a bandaid
to filter or air-raid
the total truth that
spills from my mind.
I find that words
coming from you,
trying to sell me a dream
seems far from
my state
of mind's place
in this debate of world versus
spirituality.
I guess
as of late, my perception
relies on actions instead of words.
I'm lie tired
of linguistic patterns urging me this way or that.
Facts should swim in
Holy Water.
But how Holy is this Water.
I can't call it,
It's up to you to fall into it
and see where your truth lies.
The surprise of this all
is to be human
is to be different,
So understand that truth,
and make a choice.
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