Shackled By Our Own Beliefs
My soul is like a caged bird of paradise,
For I long to glide once more in open sky,
To gaze upon the face of this earth and smile,
To breathe in the very essence of all creation,
To see the beauty we all take for granted,
Yet I am incarcerated within lifes prison cell,
Like an angel who's wings have been clipped,
And in my daily life I learn to accept the shadows,
For as with us all I wear the blinkers of obedience,
Medeocrity has become the norm so I do not question,
As I watch the malevolent dance of demons I see no ill,
My dreams have faded and I merely exist within this nightmare,
Yet the voice of doubt screams loud within my soul,
I wrench at the shackles of deceit that restrain me,
For I have become aware that this life is but a lie,
We were all meant to be so very much more,
So I shall carry on hoping and dreaming,
That we may all find an end to this desperate night...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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