Magic Eight BallA Poem by Misterr Remeat
Your truth is now but a fabrication
Blinded by lies that you receive False information that's tied up with ads Colour the things that you try to perceive Maybe you should just lay down your gadgets You can't Google your way on out of this So caught up in the small petty lives of others It's the truth of your life that you really miss So get out there and get a handle Stop avoiding these things that you really fear Quit Shakin' me like a magic eight ball I don't have an answer that you'll want to hear Stop and actually smell the roses Instead of peering at them on a s****y screen All your info comes from secondhand sources And who knows where that info has been You look too me but don't ask for the answers You just ask me where the hell they are The answers you want are here all around you But you won't see them and that's just bizarre You are asking me all the wrong questions The answers baby, they surely aren't free Quit Shakin' me like a magic eight ball I can't show you things you don't want to see You act so angry and confused thinking your life is not your fault but you'll never see light in all this darkness if your keeping your mind locked inside a vault You must open your mind to open your heart Stop listening to those who only shout "ME!" Daylight will start to fill up the dark And then only then will you start to see So open your eyes, see whats around you You'll see all the love and then you just might Quit shakin' me like a magic eightball And take your first steps on into the light © 2017 Misterr Remeat |
StatsAuthorMisterr RemeatNanaimo, cold and rainy then warm and sunny, CanadaAboutI live in Nanaimo B.C. under the "Witless"Protection Program. Nanaimo is on the East coast of Vancouver Island which is on the West Coast of Canada. I work too much but still find time to write and ta.. more..Writing
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