Sage

Inside this simulation
We stand assimilated
Tryna recall creation
Amongst the non creative
We know that Gods create us
We must of lost our way then
We all define our races
Then realign the matrix
We call it third world nations
As if we stand galore
Nature designed the lines
We reassign for more
Another ship a shore
Another glimpse explored
Another risk implored
Another distance cured
Another bliss to gorge
The greed that pushed us forward
For now
It slows us down
Following the spiral downward
The rich convinced they're poor
The cultured turned to savage
The fighters keep the peace
The ravished turn to ravage
The poor is lore to lavish
Living a false pretense
Projecting faltered wealth
It seems we all pretend
These boys we call our men
Women who raised the future
No one is taught to teach
Yet everyone's a tutor
Our marchers turned to lutors
The cowards turned to shooters
The brave are turned to slaves
Then later executed
They make the smart seem stupid
Then build a world of walls
If no one stops to stand
Then all of us will fall

To live with a purpose
A meaning fulfilled
Recovering moments
That are worth the reveal
If love isn't real
Is hate just as fake
If time is a construct
Then why should we wait
If life has no meaning
Then how is it great
If free will is given
Then fate is a waste
If given a taste
Of life at its best
Stare death in the face
While laying to rest
A beat thru a chest
That slowly winds down
Could heaven be real
We'll quickly find out
Just clear your mind out
Uncluttering thoughts
A cleansing of doubts
A purge of remorse
Remain on your course
Retaining your stride
Believe you can fly
At least you can glide

Dimissing your goals
Is living disaster
Retracing your steps
Is just living backwards
We finish each chapter
We write every tale
With weaknesses sealed
The mighty prevail
Evision a scale
That balances virtue
A seat at the table
With nothing to serve you
When given dessert you
Can feast on revenge
A dish given cold
Then finished with friends
The envious trends
We tend to create
Belittling those
Who wish to be great
We drift in a pace
We're given to race
You're rising with tides
Or falling from grace
When none could escape
A mind captivates
Or maybe just captured
Then trapped in a case
Then placed on display
That everyone sees
Chasing the wants
Relaying our needs
Greed

How lovely a vision
Could comfort a soul
The difference from dreaming
And reaching for goals
To seek and to know
The known understood
To balance your evil
By mixing your good
You pitch or you push
To catch every drift
The ball in your court til
You swing and you miss
So much that you kick
The screaming to follow
With each empty shell
That leaves us so hallow
What is it to live
Or simply existing
To fight your temptations
Or simply go with them
We take what we wanted
But give what we can
Still seeking redemption
While being condemned