The Truth of Success is Hidden
Hidden
beneath the makeup and cloths
beneath backwards hats and cologn
beneath fake smiles and forced laughter
We are all simply energy, connected through this universe
We all live on the same world, with the same civil quota and rules
We are all animals, trapped by a cage of standards
Success
measured in materialistic illusions
Measured by zeros coming and going
Measured by pieces of cloth stacked in wallets
Money can not create oxygen when all the trees have gone
Cars and fine china can not create a loving family
Fine jewels can not buy food when the soil is poisoned
Truth
Wealth is not measured by physical items
The Earth does not recognize our paper currency
The things that truly matter can not be bought or sold
Mother Nature has given us everything we need,
yet we take advantage of those things that mater, and obsess over items with no real value
If humans social stigmas and petty beliefs dissolved, the earth would take no care, because
everything we are taught is false, and everything our race has become is prompted by a curtain of lies
For the truth of success is hidden
in a realm unseen,
in a realm void of objects,
in a realm reached only through the heart of ones soul.
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