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Point of View
Sunday, November 15, 2015
Losing Time
I do not know who I am nor will I ever know
Distanced from reality yet far from illusion
Nothing is in between
What can be left when morals are no longer valid
And truths are suppressed with falsehood
I do not know who I am nor will I ever know
A far outcry
Nothing is easily grasped
And nothing is far from reach
There is no in between
Faulty hands shake traitors
Strong hearts are taken
How can I be and nothing is to be
Images blind sound minds
Numbing every edge
Like a dormant giant
That cannot be awakened
Slumbering past injustice
While evil is eminent
I do not know who I am nor will I ever know
Tranquil thoughts surrounded
Pleasure soon confounded
Empty pathways toughen
Veered directions shattered
Nothing is forgotten
And nothing is remembered
Vivid memories weighted
Perception is outdated
I do not know who I am nor will I ever know
There is no hope
And there is no waiting
In a distanced time
I do not tread
I do not dream
I do not think
Freedom is not heard
And devotion is unkept
No battles fought
No lies to emerge
I do not know who I am nor will I ever know
Illusion is reality and reality is an illusion
It is set for the believer
And the wind takes its toll