Control

Control

Control

We lose sight of the goal amidst the control
For history can repeat itself
A weary soul vested for it's realization
In each human heart the quest for wisdom

Wisdom tempered in fire brings strong delusion
Living in a world filled with mass confusion
Sought to appease a thoughtful rhyme,
Control

Some will seek to inflate the ego
Shaped to withstand the outpouring of devastation
That timely embodiment by which to stand
One nation under God lest we forget the man

A crazed lunatic as a caged rat hidden in a tiny hole
Still the thought of desperation neglects to set in
Within a strong biblical text
The radical at heart would light the spark

As I look to the east through the eye of the storm
Far out of reach to teach what we are to believe
Control
Just look at the Willow tree

To flourish it's timely sway by nature's warm brigade
Control
How does one internalize trade logic for fear
Through the duration of time

We treasured a moment lost among us
While dealing with our own dreams & fantasy
Yet faith isn't intellectualized it just is
Control freaks are deplorable whose god is their belly

Wretched undertakers caught with no vice & vanity !

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