Why is it that when life throws us off, we seek outside ourselves to find balance?
We try to find answers by staring at personified objects
We march behind enchanting tunes of these pied pipers
Whom, if you ask me, are just a bunch of wise crooks
Preying on sleeping minds whose ignorance have driven them to the other side
To the point of no return as they have forgotten the essence
Of what it really means to be spiritual
Oh here we go
You got your backs up, nostrils flared, ready to have a verbal combat
Your defense is that religion is a touchy subject
That I should know where my place is and to choose where I belong
Funny.....
I don't recall mentioning religion
And do you know where your place is?
Do you know where you belong?
Or did someone put you where you are?
An Original by Kefalenia Marban
July 2010
SOUL LITERATI
dream words . love words . life words
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Lost loveless faces
Walking while asleep
Closed eyes, closed hearts
Carelessly existing to feed the beast
Minds easily tickled by the latest technology
Passion stimulated by currency
Lives sustained by greed
Souls plagued by moral infection
Selfish goals concerning only status and position
Tainted compassion
Thinking sins can be erased by a simple donation
To the poor, the helpless, the needy
Claiming the title of a saint
For showing a little pity
Thirsts quenched from the well of corruption
The blind leading the blind
In a world contaminated by deception and lies
Sacrificing the lives of your brethren
Stepping on others to get closer to your polluted heaven
Lost loveless faces
Wake up
You’ve been sleeping
Listen to your hearts weeping
These social standards are merely an illusion
Psychological poison that leads to self-destruction
Lost loveless faces
Wake up
From your intellectual hallucination
Spiritual perversion
The laws of man are nothing but antiquated theories and concepts
By the corrupt
Their souls they sold
For envy and greed to control
Glamorizing reality
Distorting the truth
Falsely calling it human evolution
Not realizing that
The evolution of man is the reduction of man
Unconscious robots
Materialistic gluttons
Your accumulation in excess won’t save you
Your social standing won’t help you
Contentment and relief already exists inside of you
Love and happiness already lives inside of you
Shed all your sybaritic excesses
And you will find what you’ve been blindly seeking underneath.
Written by Kefalenia Marban
November 2009
Walking while asleep
Closed eyes, closed hearts
Carelessly existing to feed the beast
Minds easily tickled by the latest technology
Passion stimulated by currency
Lives sustained by greed
Souls plagued by moral infection
Selfish goals concerning only status and position
Tainted compassion
Thinking sins can be erased by a simple donation
To the poor, the helpless, the needy
Claiming the title of a saint
For showing a little pity
Thirsts quenched from the well of corruption
The blind leading the blind
In a world contaminated by deception and lies
Sacrificing the lives of your brethren
Stepping on others to get closer to your polluted heaven
Lost loveless faces
Wake up
You’ve been sleeping
Listen to your hearts weeping
These social standards are merely an illusion
Psychological poison that leads to self-destruction
Lost loveless faces
Wake up
From your intellectual hallucination
Spiritual perversion
The laws of man are nothing but antiquated theories and concepts
By the corrupt
Their souls they sold
For envy and greed to control
Glamorizing reality
Distorting the truth
Falsely calling it human evolution
Not realizing that
The evolution of man is the reduction of man
Unconscious robots
Materialistic gluttons
Your accumulation in excess won’t save you
Your social standing won’t help you
Contentment and relief already exists inside of you
Love and happiness already lives inside of you
Shed all your sybaritic excesses
And you will find what you’ve been blindly seeking underneath.
Written by Kefalenia Marban
November 2009
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
My mind and heart are at war
Battling over which reigns
The dialectics of my soul
Deliberate provocation with
Innocent intentions
True meaning lost and forgotten
Concealed by confusion and
Replaced by false motivations
Chronic internal dialogue
Restless debates of the inhuman
Psychic collective
This is their argument:
The ease of remaining in captivity
And conforming to uniformity
Versus
The hardship of keeping individuality
And rebelling against uniformity
My mind and heart are at war
Reasons too complicated to decipher
I am tired but I remain
In the middle of this battle
For I have yet to reach my heaven
Peace of mind
That is my heaven.
Written by Kefalenia Marban
January 3, 2010
Battling over which reigns
The dialectics of my soul
Deliberate provocation with
Innocent intentions
True meaning lost and forgotten
Concealed by confusion and
Replaced by false motivations
Chronic internal dialogue
Restless debates of the inhuman
Psychic collective
This is their argument:
The ease of remaining in captivity
And conforming to uniformity
Versus
The hardship of keeping individuality
And rebelling against uniformity
My mind and heart are at war
Reasons too complicated to decipher
I am tired but I remain
In the middle of this battle
For I have yet to reach my heaven
Peace of mind
That is my heaven.
Written by Kefalenia Marban
January 3, 2010
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)