SOS

If you ever find yourself wandering in a sea of confusion
I would like to offer up my humble, yet certain conclusion
which is that what we suffer is directly proportionate
to our self serving desire for an excess amount of shit
we can be starving demons with hollow eyes
or we can be eagles soaring in tranquil skies
you can lament the degradations of the cruel
or that we imprison the children in school
we live in a dark and dangerous war zone
shells fall all around without a sound
consume, kill, thrill, just pay your bill
the horrors are real and the pain immense
the beauty or banality, it all makes sense
even if not in the personal present tense
Some day it will all be over for you
sad, glad or mad; it's certainly true
Thus you must listen to the wise
then see things with your own eyes
"happiness belongs to the self sufficient"
ti's still a beautiful world, don't miss it