Down here we are ‘tuff’ we eat melon rinds.. stung from lies passed from mouths of the lying kind..
lies cannot support weight of a pebble much less dreams.. consistent paper wet cannot support moonbeams..
if you worship freedom.. something real and true.. reflected in a mirror.. as they study you.. friend comes, someone strange do you prepare?.. something you think will be liked.. validated share..
when they come in earshot.. what is it you say?.. play a social game in life.. lies obscure to grey..
what of species living.. love to recognize.. truth will be laid and played.. give your dream sharp eyes..
perfect is your surprise..
As I see it.. many good things have been developed and given to society.. I believe it is all for nothing in a lie.. for what is a lie but nothing.. it is not a dream.. though some lies imaginative fascinate they are not art.. they do not build.. they are to exploit.. trying to cheat time.. with nothing.. as time moves forward.. lend a true you.. Peace T.