illusion

What makes a conscience wonder
What makes you differ from me
A question I can’t answer
Because we’re not entirely free

Illusion swallows justice
We pretend to know the plan
Because we do not ask the questions
behind the delusion

To figure out the tide
Of popular demand
We risk our own existence
In hope others understand
For without the word objection
We would be the lost unfound
Transparent in the army
Of the ever growing crowd

But we seek and others follow
The truth is laid to bare
With open eyes to see it
There is no reason to be scared
Just Free your mind of opinion
Emancipate your mind
The truth will become clearer
And what you seek
you will find


Silver Tongue

(Copyright © Geoffrey Brett 01/07/08)