Lenny Orlando Camacho
Eyes To The East - Poem by Lenny Orlando Camacho
something you hadn't seen before
before you weren't paying attention
you didn't need to pay attention
you were too caught up into the sort of thing the others call life
but life isn't about pleasing tossing and turning
you used to be too caught up on the Machine to notice
you are used to that sort of thing
the thing that most tend to denominate life
but life isn't about denominations wars holy wars race and colors
there's you hidden somewhere down in the folds of your soul
there's you, look feel see
there's you heavy laden with beliefs that aren't yours
with perspectives that aren't yours
with regrets that aren't yours
living a life that isn't yours, a lie a hipocritical tale
you know that somewhere down there you can choose differently
you understand what you want what you need who you are
choose to ignore?
or choose to come out in one final battle?
this is your call...
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