Watched

Watched
 

A
higher ground is reached by those who have died

And
wishing to reach them we are denied

To
learn the secrets of life, we can not live it

Wanting
greatness but unable to commit it

 
Lost
in what we want, distracted by what we need

Endless,
meaningless conversations to feed

Walking
around in a blur,

Nodding
of heads only to confer.
 

No
direction to be found.

A
higher being gone missing, might be too profound

In
need of a childhood fantasy

Santa
Clause, Easter Bunny kept in captivity.
 

Hope,
that in the future that we will understand

The
plan that is hidden by an unrealistic man.

Each
movement watched and scrutinized,

How
can we be judged when we ourselves have not realized?

Unless
of course he remains in each of our heads

That
doesn’t explain why some can sleep in their beds

When
persons hurt upon others,

I’d
rather be watched by another.