Take our shape from those that we love and hate,
Seeds are watered within defining our fate.
Freedom an illusion from the Other
Taming the soul of sister and brother
And so He lights a fire of desire
To lock us in thoughts of what to acquire.
All fools dancing blind to His Piper’s call
One follows one over the cliff we fall
To the abyss of the rapacious few
Who weave dissatisfaction hitherto.
Un-blind yourself , rise up and know His plan,
Reclaim your space every woman and man.
freesisyphus 
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