Still The Lions Slumber

Slaves are we  
alas it’s true
How hard it seems  
to shake these chains  
like morning dew  
and wake  
to see the monkey  
riding you  
 
Easier it is  
to swallow  
all they spit  
and follow  
with one eye blind  
to fit  
the hollow life  
they’ll let you find  
 
Much easier  
to flow  
with no resistance  
just let go  
accepting their insistence  
and pretend  
you just don’t know  
 
Who will wake  
the lion  
pull his tail  
disturb the sleeping beast  
and all that wisdoms folly  
does entail  
 
Better leave  
your one eye blind  
and close the other too
for seeing maybe freedom  
but only free  
to see the bars  
surrounding you