I've sold off my loyalty to the market out there,
from Calvin Klein to big fat ciggerate brands,
objects which define the nature of my lifestyle,
paralyzes the functioning of my hands
selling soul to the advertisers on television,
with blind obidence to superstars & shit,
grew up worshipping the pop culture,
& wasted youth daydreaming about it
Inflected by the disease of identification,
with misinterpreted religions, race & creed,
manufactured to be martyred for the ideas of a few men,
in limitations, I was raised to believe
someday I am going to breathe in my last few breaths,
yet I fear & I fear the inevitable event,
in my desperate attempts to gain symbolic victory over death,
I seek & I seek what they call enlightenment
with feeble imaginations formed out of stories & illusions,
I've dared to walk upon the pathway to salvation,
but hardly making any progress whatsoever,
headed into all the wrong directions
I've tried to get a hold of my senses,
at the same time being disastrously flawed,
only to realize a bitter truh in the end,
I am just another lost child of God
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Introspection : A Battle Within
PoetryIntrospection: A Battle Within, is a collection of poems & verses centered around an individual's struggle to cope up & deal with the internal feeling of being lost. A journey of a seeker to introspect on life, it's meaning, it's purpose, to seek a...
