Illusion

I’m searching for a heart — a heart of gold
Something going deeper than the ebb and flow
of stagnant water — trapped in a tide pool
or that crap they taught me in class at school
You want truth? — then stop and pause
Take a look — look again — and think on what you just saw
Illusion — shocking ain’t it?
Beauty on the surface is often tainted
We need to quit playing off this attitude
As we front and act foolish God observes and disapproves
Now contemplate — Now what have we learned —
A big pan of brownies and the sugar’s burned
You can take book-knowledge — merely stealing material —
Another broken toy from the bottom of my cereal
All in — out — sit and meditate and think about
who is lost and who could really win —
without accepting their humanity as kin
So can you dig it?

C-minor