The LENS of Life
Through the third eye is like the creator of paradise and bliss... Can’t resist the temptation of life’s long list of hit or miss.
Through foresight is in unreal time called dark light… Hindsight is 20/20 vision through the wormhole like plights coming with undesirable delight.
Through rearview of luggage and rough terrain, yet there’s more pot holes to remain. A stain upon your character left you weak and drained. The bumps and bruises with the lens capturing your every move through the school of hard knocks.
Walking on hot coal subliminally skin tethered to cloth socks. Seems like everything gone from what we’ve known now desolate blocks.
Obscured vision, blurred and cloudy, energy positivity caught in the clots.
If plots thicken through time, as the lens collect data for our generations to use their interpretations of the grind.
The Lens of Life
~ The Urban Psalmist'
