Saturday, February 2, 2013

Not Calculated



The western world, has accomplished an illusion
Through a well planned deception, we've all been entranced
Sealed in hard cocoons, of self imposed ignorance

A statue in a media created stare
Like cattle existing in states of controlled angst
Who abide on inwardly concocted pastures

Strangely, something not calculated has occurred
Arrogant manipulators have over reached
A new awakening has begun, from the dream

The old bait of addiction can no longer hold
Only the shallow and weak will remain entranced
A great parting of the global herd is beginning

© Copyrights G. Jones 2013





Monday, January 28, 2013

The Veil


As my mind's eye hovers on high
I see a tired and sickly self
At my solitary station
Gazing into an inky eve

Tis often I’ll observe this way
As a constant reminder rote
The illusion of the man
Trifling away his precious time

The biddable well-trained servant
Earning his bi-weekly stipend
Just to be benignly returned
The price for very existence

Forever grateful to have lived
A portion my time allotted
Free from the tricksters of bondage
The veil placed at birth now lifted


© Copyrights G. Jones 2012