dream

god came to me in a dream and told me to wake up

i listened to him but what was i supposes to wake up to

then i realized it was the problems in the world

they bring you down of your perch

keep you in the mind set of hunger for fame

but i meditate and see that all i need is myself

so i told god i see what you want me to wake up to 

so i will be the omega to corruption

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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