The glory ebbs and flows in this life of distraction.
Overwhelmed by regrets of the conscience.
Unanswerable questions, a conditioned reaction.
Soon are lost in a haze of ambivalence.
Deceived by perception again and again.
The outcome of the chasing the American dream.
Weariness scars like acid rain.
You know the good and bad aren’t quite what they seem.
As a mere spectator in this turbulent flow
the best I can hope for…
when I get there I’ll know
Justify the hurt by denying the meek.
Too often programmed to summit the peak
and lie but not to yourself for you reap what you sow
Redemption denied but rest assured
when I get there I’ll know
And come to realize that the master plan has no master or plan in store.
Who then will be forgiving ours sins or is salvation for sale?
As the battle of conscience rages within
who is the victor in a war with one’s self?
Fuel the imposter, the cursed guilt, so utterly useless
cannot escape the avalanche of uncertainty covered in snow
If you take it on faith will it open the door?
Of this I am certain,
when I get there I’ll know.
Take solace fools and cowards, while you still can
whose price of admission was paid out of fear.
For like life, it is temporary, a fleeting reprieve
As the day of reckoning draws near
wiser to be armed with virtue than riches… still I believe
When I get there I’ll know.
So live and get lost in passions and dreams.
A distraction so real that you want to live their…forever
Lest we forget it can detain the conscience of schemes.
Like a magnificent gift with ribbons and bows
only unopened does the wonder remain
It’s really quite simple…when I get there I’ll know
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