the wandering

young and dumb, when i
was enticed to a
fruitful wilderness
a phantasmagorical oasis
where i went
i could not tell
parts of the journey
i could not spell

i met many
they spoke and dressed like me
seductive words dipped in poison
unbeknown to us

i was unschooled in this form
of skullduggery
the Word? familiarly unfamiliar
to me

i went in
wholeheartedly, forsook
friends and family
i was taken...

don't regret many
but these actions 
i regret regrettably

caught in a web
of deception from my inception
born again?
the travesty of a false reality

imprisoned by the ghostspell
bewitching false messiah
serving man not the Man

followed man's opinion
on what's profane and holy

don't regret many
but these actions 
i regret regrettably

yet i journeyed
thought i was a freed slave
but really an enslaved freeman

oh, how it's taught me
this journey
went wandering to find me 
only to finish at the beginning

with me


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