I just don’t know what to believe any more
The confusion is mounting and out of control
The news media hit me again and again
With cold information that heightens the pain.
My poor head is spinning, my mind in a whirl
I’ve pulled all the plugs out to give me some peace
I’m drawing the curtains to eyes that would judge
Now I sit alone and I’m not going to budge.
A time without sensing the hurt in the world
No one who will tell me what I ought to think
No one with the truth who will tell me no lie
No voice of dissent or demand to know why.
No one who will love me for favors received
No one who will listen with ears that are deaf
No one who will stir up the thoughts deep inside
That waken the phantoms that within me hide.
But now I am thinking that this can’t go on
There’s just no escape from this world that we’ve made
I open the door to the freshness of day
The cat pushes past me as I step away.
I wave to the morning and then close the door
A quietness envelops me I’ve known before
The cat having eaten climbs up by my side
We sit there together as feelings subside.
For them it’s so simple, no worries, no shame
Just nourishment and some affection and care
No fears but the ones that survival dictates
No hopes or desires and no envy or hates
If we could revert to our animal state
No more would we question the how and the why
The self would become what it was meant to be
A part of a being that always was free.
Ooh, very good. I like the way you’ve worded it. I’ve often wanted to simply lock myself away from the world, just to think.
Isn’t it a shame that we’ve lost that basic part of ourselves?
Thanks. Yes, sometimes (mostly) I envy the cat. The sheer simplicity of the natural life is something wonderful – but scary. It takes away all that we are as human beings: our troubled self, all the glitter and the glamor, and throws it into the rubbish bin. It would seem the best we can do is to walk the tightrope.
Regards,
Jan