Wake to see in six degrees
Restricting movement and thought linked tight over my left eye defying my need to try
Do I begin again soaked in human sin walking humane ways looking for humanistic gains
Is evolution always this way
Partake and thank the miracle that tanked the last hopeless prank
This is the definition that is missing from the walk within the park that is the human mark
We advance at cost and forget to forgive the loss
Should we prey on humanity in this way
Ravaging just to stay and make our perceived way into our next fruitful day
Who determines the fruit your tree will bear as you lift your head into the open air and my chains clink within each chink as my progress is synced with the dread of human fears with no clue of my due and no care to my internal wear
I am a being of light in spite of your contrite ways and nonchalant days as you move ahead in your set determinations exploring all outcomes and choosing the easiest ones
The centuries have lasted as they should and my chains are an idea all have become use to
And as I press for release your mind wonders at the perceived abnormality
Do I seem so strange for not wanting to exist this way
Is there no notion within you that derives that all life deserves freedoms too is that the strangest hue
Or am below the beloved cat that exists as nature contemplated and spat unto an earth filled with mirth and resources to provide for a multitude times eight only to be devoured within your wake
Wake from your slumber deep beneath your own roiling thunder and see the truth of things as you blunder through ancient trees merely to spread disease
It is the thinking that is dreaded followed by hollow understanding
And one day you'll see that my chains were not only created by me but by thought pervasive and ambition unchecked as I try to move to compensate for meaning defined in smoke filled rooms only to be denied just so you can hide until all subsides
It is the making of my right eye that has you so blind