The World
The world is back to front, my friend.
North is South and East is West,
Nobody knows which way is best.
Up is down and left is right,
No wonder so many have taken fright.
The doctor makes you ill,
the dentist wants your teeth,
teachers make you dumb,
that is the nature of the beast.
The elite are not the best,
when you put them to the test.
They dream of owning all the space,
even all the sky,
its achievement only wrought,
through feeding plebs a pack of lies.
Where can you turn?
When you’re blocked on every side.
Here’s a clue, grow wings,
then you can fly.
Higher realms do indeed exist,
though to many they are hidden still in mist.
The great awakening does not happen all at once.
It jumps and it slumps,
it pumps and it dumps,
not this or that,
no end to see,
just an endless journey,
leading to mystery.