Sack Up

Us independent thinkers are unsatisfied with the world

We want to unmask the mocking smirk of normalcy

And find the truth

We are not satisfied by the promises of the church

The gentle lullaby that sings so many to sleep

And makes them forget the worries of the world

But they are there, oh my they are there

The worries seep from every infrastructure of society

And make their way deep into my soul

To not scrutinize this immensely intricate world

Would be a sad injustice unto oneself

When everything that occurs in the world can

Simply be ascribed to an act of God

Life loses its mystery

Motives are no longer questioned

All becomes expected

And sure, if this helps you to cope with your world

Then you go right ahead

If the only way you can feel a sense of purpose

Is to look for things above

Then you will have your head in the clouds

Ignoring what happens right here

To search for truth means to search for oneself

To search for oneself is a difficult process

We live in a world of difficult processes

So sack up and find yourself

And believe not what others tell you to believe

But believe what makes the innermost fibers of your being

Resonate with assurance, love and begin seeing