The Creator
It’s a pity people don’t understand
What you’re trying to say or do
They are mostly locked up in a guilt cage
In a world of an illusion so true
They rumble on a lifetime
Marvel at a world astray
Mostly talk about nothing in particular
Never in a moment they stay
Given the slightest of instance
Memories would bring on some words
Lost in a futile madness
A life so blind to this world
Their eyes see but a perspective
Imbedded in their minds are thoughts
Their love so superficial
They’d rather live an illusion not real
Going around in circles
Lives limited to a well so deep
Ignorant to the ocean that surrounds them
A deep slumber they doth sleep
Awaken oh ignorant imbeciles
The world need not be this well
Listen to the music of nature
There is a Universe up ahead
Filled with awesome beauty
Amazing is each grain of sand
The wind it blows undaunted
The trees that for ages stand
Reach out & look at your madness
The insanity of it all
You are not what the Maker maketh
You are the Creator of it all
It’s a pity people don’t understand
What you’re trying to say or do
They are mostly locked up in a guilt cage
In a world of an illusion so true
They rumble on a lifetime
Marvel at a world astray
Mostly talk about nothing in particular
Never in a moment they stay
Given the slightest of instance
Memories would bring on some words
Lost in a futile madness
A life so blind to this world
Their eyes see but a perspective
Imbedded in their minds are thoughts
Their love so superficial
They’d rather live an illusion not real
Going around in circles
Lives limited to a well so deep
Ignorant to the ocean that surrounds them
A deep slumber they doth sleep
Awaken oh ignorant imbeciles
The world need not be this well
Listen to the music of nature
There is a Universe up ahead
Filled with awesome beauty
Amazing is each grain of sand
The wind it blows undaunted
The trees that for ages stand
Reach out & look at your madness
The insanity of it all
You are not what the Maker maketh
You are the Creator of it all
