Philosophy vs Fantasy

Wed, 07/02/2014 - 18:42 -- POIEMA

I am perceived as beautiful in the minds of omnipotent intelligence

In telling this my words redefine gravity and I casually question the philosophy of beauty

We have become accustomed to commercialized voodoo

Loving the idea of immense control

Stabbing pins into hearts hoping not to go through the same thing

Not realizing we have obtained instantaneous failure

And yet we still choose to sing our own praises

Hallucinations take over our minds with different faces

Let’s face it This façade we put on makes us racist

because we hate the black and white canvas set before us

Laid plain and simple But we still disrespect our mothers who bore us

and we bored because our fantasy will not become reality

 

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