The Matrix

We create this vision of self that somehow gets lost in the matrix

Every which way we turn we are told that we can not

We cannot exist as beings that think for self

We cannot change our circumstances

We cannot be free

Manipulated by a system set in place to instill false hopes

Our energy drain quicker than an over charged battery

We combust

Without ever finding out who we truly are

Lost within the crowd

A faceless person waiting to be rescued

Or simply noticed

That vision continues to blur

Lines drawn in the sand shift as the wind roars

…..The energy of the universe

Searching for willing and able vessels