Conditional

You're free
To do what you're told

  You're blind
If you buy what's been sold

  You're loved
For the asset you are

  You're free
Till you take it too far

Migration

The guppies that I don't pursue
for lack of time to think them through
will realize that they weren't caught
while forming their own school of thought.

Snapping

Life can sometimes be quite strange
when granted that for which we lust
and though I'm not adverse to change
it's seldom easy to adjust.

  Complacency becomes a curse
when coupled with denial's lie
as everything keeps getting worse
except the need to question why

  but resignation cannot be
confused with learning to adapt,
the painful truth (if you dare ask me)
is seek arousal when feeling rapt.

Personal

At times I wish I never began
this bout twixt beast and man
that younger me could not foresee
the adversary I grew to be
it wasn't part of the plan

and now I struggle to compose
myself despite this list of woes
the monster adds to every day
why won't this trouble maker stay
away? I guess that's how it goes.

Core of Misery

Poor insouciant Adam swallowed,
swayed by the wiles of beguiling Eve,
an abrupt eviction immediately followed
now we suffer and painfully grieve.

Paradise lost through naivete,
the serpent’s tooth tends to cut quite deep.
Why didn’t she just turn right away,
was she that forlorn in The Lord’s keep?

Today the apple is full of rot
though still portrayed as a juicy treat,
Eves continue to condemn their lot
convincing Adams to ingest defeat.

He who slithers chuckles all the while,
so many souls with so little guile.