Blind

Maybe you’re blind

my sight getting clearer

I’m tasting life more and more now

an addiction that only we know

in a world full of dead sheep

I’m no herder

I do not wish for the responsibility

I am stupid but smart

I understand now

The delicate art of karma

Binds us in a circle

In which I see an end to a great goal

if every one gets there at the same time and pace

like the poor following gold

Would there be no cause for unique insanity?

There would be no reason for question

and no question no why

robots of order forming little sheep

users and used created beep by beep

is the telly the enemy?

I’m seeing truth now

through the drug insanity

a mindless game

the method made in ambition

which throw in our face that we’re human

Life and death but you don’t care

I can now see every where

but you’re blind so you don’t care