It is like a splinter in my very mind
stabbing into the core of my existance
the answer elusive and evasive does bind
to a firery cave that chokes with persistence.
To this state of bondage we must find a key
no longer to be enslaved by elusions
the red pill we must choose to swallow to see
and forsake the red dress a mere delusion.
It is the desert of greed we must secede
to awake from a world that covers the eyes
and shatter corporate mirrors that impede
that surround us with a matrixed web of lies.
To awaken is the glory of the infinite
or stay in urged a slave of the corporate.
Very deep and very profound but I think we are all slaves to nessesity in a way Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The problem arises in some of the misguided importance we place on certain things we deem to be necessary often to our spiritual detriment. Like the film says 'the matrix has you' we need to open our eyes to this and choose what really makes us happy and those around us. Kind Regards