Meadow by Garathe Den (HeartOfBabel.com)

Meadow by Garathe Den

I'm feeling great right now
Living through my own story
I'm not searching for approval
Of the great empire
Can't satiate right now
As I just hunger for a glory
And no man could ever show me
Can't reach the heights I aspire

But the Spirit is another
So united to the Gospel
So inviting to my life
In spite of all that I trifle
I’m not looking to uncover
Ancient cities that have toppled
I’m just stepping out of boxes
While no longer living frightful

See I was birthed to institution
My mind made a cluster
To never contemplate
Nor to question authority
Then I made a restitution
No longer in a bluster
No longer living vain
And lost to conformity

But before that took place
I made so many bad decisions
Like supporting corruption
And never asking why
I just always made a case
In support of my religion
Looking to the State
To tell me how to live and die

Wars would be waging
And I would be supporting
Sending troops to die for nothing
While we all thought it was great
But the conflicts they were staging
Offered nothing so rewarding
And instead we all were blinded
In a fabricated hate

That is how we are controlled
With a narrative of fear
With a blind over our eyes
And no sense of awareness
We just live a life patrolled
That’s been so long commandeered
That we barely know ourselves
And are treated oh so careless

And to wake from that delusion
A nightmare in comparison
No longer being haunted
Afraid of my shadow
Been made aware of the intrusion
Knowing it was never genuine
I stepped out from the darkness
And walk in this meadow

A life I can rejoice in
Realizing my identity
Walking with a purpose
With my head held high
No longer choking on the poison
Truth being the remedy
With hope all surrounding
And the bright blue sky