Trigger Warning
What am I drunk on that takes me away from the reality of this world?
My thoughts hesitate on this
Would you believe me
If I said
I’m in tune with the reality of this earth?
I make no remark about life
Nor how I never tire of it
Though I know it wouldn’t last.
The nice thing is not feeling
Hopelessly under accomplished.
Looking up now and then
I find faces of creatures
Asking me to genuflect and pray
They look good
You would never know the work they do
Some others are just tripping away.
They have a hold on us
These creatures
Perhaps they want to say
Something about their origins.
There is splendor however about the here and now
In this peaceful recovery
And I just don’t give a damn
About anything else.
I know it’s foolish
Turn a blind eye
To the atrocities taking place on this earth
But it’s all too familiar
Just a new familiar
And one of my most profound resolves
Is just to let things happen
And push on somehow
For better or worst.