Signs of the Times

Like a magician, I disappear before your eyes
My disguise underlies just a glimpse of burning fires
No one looks behind the curtain - no one sees behind the scenes
And I feel like ashes scattered to the seven seas

Everyone seems distracted and self absorbed
Everyone jumps ship - I'm left stranded aboard
I struggle to survive so I dive into history
Where great minds philosophize life's greater mysteries

The current doesn't pull me under it makes me swim deeper
Searching for a purpose beneath the surface of the superficial
A surface with no air to breathe - smothered by industries
Entertainment saturation corrupting human chemistry

Building more buildings can't bridge the gap between our spirits
Cemented sentiments submit us to a poor existence
Symptoms manifest as me, my, and myself
Competition and comparison poisons our companionship

Always ravenous for more more more
Ravens soar above as reminders we can't afford
To buy what is priceless - We must defeat the mindless
Within ourselves is conflict and truth is ready to riot

Signs of the times defaced with graffiti
May these words be paint thinner to anyone who will hear me