John Vogel - Stranded on an Island

Face the day in a wasted state, a taste of hate, bitterness as he
wastes away like patients with aids, chasing pavements in his dreams
so he seems to be on a precipice, as he struggles for expressiveness
he's confessing this, yet he questions if reality's made up of this
eventually he begins to see the futility of revealing truth to these
unwilling 'G''s, who seem to be unwillingly lost in life's carnalities
the fallacies of reality astounding him mentally and psychologically
pounding him with logic and rationality, as he fights against society

The soul screams, the lies seem so real, reality seems like a dream
the soul schemes, like a soldier trying to fight a make believe enemy
the soul centered in eternity, but carnality takes the center stage
the mind of man in rage, traps the eternal soul in this limited cage

Within a shell like a jail cell, a soul screaming for release,
to no avail, futile the unheard shouts go unheeded completely
screaming silently, 'release me', blind and deaf to it's pleeding
total ignorance of his self, eyes wide open but inner eye not seeing
barely believing in his own being, he sold the truth for ignorant lies
socialized to a degree he believes there's no need to conceptualize
The effects of life cause the man to deny his emotional core defense
the rejected soul alone stranded on an island in an ocean of ignorance

The soul screams, dreams undreamed never to see the light of reality
the soul bleeds, visions of immortality fade away with individuality
the soul lost in temporality, carnality overrides the mind of mankind
less defined, trapped on this desert island, dying, but the soul never dies

John Vogel

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