hesitate iv

pause with a cause to force the thoughts swimming in and out of your mind forlorn
stuck sitting in a comfortable safety bubble safe place forming space between your thoughts
reality’s words written in stone formed by the solidifying moss of experience rolling downhill
uphill battles fought by desires wishing and dreaming to be fulfilled
by the full visual appeal of possibilities playing on the cinema sized theatre screen
action packed filled movie played by characters only dreaming
minds racing for a modicum of control filled with information from every perspective seen
experience formed by the environment learned from teachers who never figured out their ignorance
from the start to the finish line running a race unaware of the shields built in to protect
independent thought is impossible for dependents of the royal purse
forgetting to spot the dangers of counting the costs of actions once begun
planes can be directed with greater ease in flight than when stationary
moving mass appeal past the commonality of common sense reason
logically enhanced by the fact that emotions are built on the explanation of chance outside probabilities laws studied only by the affected few who view the world through rose colored lens behind the burning bush
safe from the consequences of actions fueled by the blues felt every time steps are taken
towards the fulfillment of dreamed desires slipping away turning into nightmares
before our eyes blinking too fast to see the world move slow enough to stop it dead in its tracks
begging for facts that never change forgetting the fact that the world will forever change
till we all fold into the sun becoming one returning from whence we begun
to awaken as the dream of a being too clean to remember sin’s disease
begging for reality, stuck in a loop too afraid to shoot arrows at targets that never stop to move
from giving us our hearts desire to be fast enough to see that which we want come to pass
fly past our very eyes from not taking a chance to be living the lives we want to have with ease
ceasing to reach for thoughts, filled with fear at the cost of what it would take to build
a city built on a hill for all to see advertised in the annals of the league of the greatest who ever lived
to be kings of their own cities adoring fans with glee screaming for mortal fiends addicted to the fame
deranged by the ways of their own thought infused traps created with good intentions
to free slaves by trapping them in the pacts they sign to continue to abide by the laws agreed upon
by all who forlorn look upon the world and shun all who think different than the norm we swore to uphold
forgetting the laws of old, that no two people are created different enough to matter


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