Peak. Peek. Pique.
Black holes.
Empty souls.
Vessels with nothing but bones to hold.
We have been shown
how their systems run cold.
Seeing the life
They had to behold.
Everything sold
for the promise of gold.
Midas repeating the Secret he told.
The jig’s getting old.
Their audacity was bold.
As we begin to see
how the chips have been doled.
I was like you.
I so wanted it to be true.
‘keeping up’ was something to do.
Now there’s more Light.
I guess so & so was right.
Spread your wings it’s time to take flight.
Becoming the Way.
More You every day.
Real Work is nothing but play.
Everything they’ve touched.
Hasn’t amounted to much.
Grasping for one last crutch.
Secrets to keep.
Were’nt really that deep.
Big ships preparing for leaks.
The more You Know.
Simplicity has shown.
The charade was just a big joke.
~Osian~
27.2023.03
