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Broken Wings: (7/25/2020)

10:52 Jul 26 2020
Times Read: 625


As the sun rises shall we fall,
beneath the broken wings
of an angel we will crawl.
Forsaken for our sins,
there's no one left to let us in.
We sit and watch as world views change,
while the masses beliefs rearranges.
We look to the media for right or wrong,
yet individual thought just doesn't belong.
We're herded like cattle without complaint,
almost as if covering a lie with a fresh coat of paint.
We ask for forgiveness in all the wrong places
all the while putting our faith in the wrong faces.
Yet, here we are 'til this day, we still sit and pray
beneath the broken wings of a misplaced angel

We fall for traps that
are man made by trade
Always thinking that
we can be saved
We ignore the warning signs
that are plain to see
Just to realign
a false peace
that's impossible to find
We stay between the lines
of others designs
Always grasping for what's
out of reach
while disregarding what
others teach

It's almost as if we never learned
that history can repeat
like a continuous story of defeat
We repeat the same lines
like a well versed crime
blaming others for our own greed
while forsaken our own inner creed
We stand opposed to views
which our not our own
preferring to be alone
not relying some outdated news
that's no longer even known
We build our lives to how we see fit
disregarding someone else's benefit
We come up with conspiracies
when things go wrong
just to feel as if we belong

It's almost as if we've come to a stand still
refusing to believe what's actually real
We choose to treat lies like nonfiction
while the truth is summed up as fiction
It's like common logic is no longer in action
while pain and fear is a natural reaction
Opinions no longer have any value
just seen as an insult
All one has to do to offend is speak one's mind
It's truly sad that this can be said
without having to pretend
Moral views are now seen as a political stance
this can be seen with a slight glance
Ye, we ignore this 'cause ignorance is bliss
humanity equals live stock
that's nothing new
who's to say what's false or true

No matter what one's belief is
In one way or the other, they're in the wrong
If the opinions don't match
one of the two just don't belong
Almost like an unwritten oath
You can choose one but you can't have both
Almost as if society has
a hive collective mind
where one's individual peace
is impossible to find
Constructive criticism leads to war
while neutral moral stances
are just left lying on the floor
"Cause in the new natural order
if you win, you lose
It doesn't matter what you choose
someone will eventually refuse
One should choose their sin
within reason
due to the fact that one's faith
could be seen as treason
It no longer matters of the cost
In the end some will forever
remain lost

In a maze long forgotten by the sands of time
We search for clues without reason or rhyme
We're left to fade away within
our own story of history
Never knowing if we have chosen the right path
that could have avoided inner wrath
We'll never know if our inner views were truly right
or just a blight that only caused unnecessary fights
Will society always mock and ridicule
what they don't understand
or is the thought of that something that
the current society just can't stand
Will mutual understanding ever be
something that'll be in demand
or will it forever be a lost concept that's
only seen through the eyes of the damned

As the sun sets, we're left with only regrets,
broken and despised left alone to crawl
Left, locked within our sins
no one else will let us in
This world constantly rearranges
while the masses refuse to change
The media dictates what's right or wrong
individual that just never belonged
We're viewed as cattle with no right of complaint
If you cover up a lie, you're treated as a saint
If you're asking for forgiveness, you're in the wrong place
It's like truth and loyalty left without a trace
Was it truly worth to sit and pray all day
beneath the broken wings of a misplaced angel


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MorningStarAldan
MorningStarAldan
11:00 Jul 26 2020

"In a maze long forgotten by the sands of time
We search for clues without reason or rhyme"

you have a way of infusing so many thoughts in phrases with your writing. I want to get lost with it...








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