Blind-eyed to the truth
Embracing the lie
But the materialistic consumption of goods
Can’t fill the void that’s inside
I discuss the important
But still, all the while
I hunger for frivolities
The weak and defiled
I pretend that I’m deep
We cherish the vapid while ignoring the names
Of the people who give the most who desire no fame
They desire no praise
Service is all they want most
Their capacity to love is greater than those
Individuals who need attention but offer no embrace
No peace, no advancement, nothing positive in this space
We pretend that we’re deep
Deep is love, deep is not mere infatuation
It’s commitment, not ‘fairweather-friendin’ every opportunity or situation
It’s standing “ten-toes” deep for everything you believe
It’s uplifting thy neighbor because we all win when one achieves
But…
That’s probably just rainbows and unicorns
In this land filled with snakes
A wives’ tale I tell my soul
To provide respite from the hate
This world is so shallow
There’s no need to debate.
We need change. Right now—tomorrow’s too late.
