Passion possess my heart,
And uses it as a medium to express talent vicariously through my art
Tell me that went through your head and not over it.
Irritation stems from addressing what should be common wit,
In plain sight is the most cryptic
Screaming messages of promises
For jewels and shiny trinkets resonates empty echoes.
Placing a visual trance,
To distract us from deciphering the obvious.
The sinister behavior make me question the speaker...
Spitting rehearsed speeches,
A trickster preaches change without executing procedures.
This compels me to categorize leaders as day dreamers,
Because dreams only come to sleepers,
In a state of conscious slumber...
I guess we're all the same, difference is I'm quite aware.
Heavy eyeslids and the ceiling have the loneliest affair,
When you are the chosen seeker searching for teachers;
With the wisdom to instill some character in these creatures.