I wrote this a while back for the RSTL.... I hope you enjoy
atop the hill sits my dream, lit up by a crack of light from the sun's beam
once it signified my lord supreme, now i realize it's all a scheme
an evil regime designed to exploit the masses
from the rich to poor classes, it doesn't matter no passes
they'll make you all look like asses
“There is no telling how many miles you will have to run while chasing a dream.”
from a young age i was taught to believe, in that omnipotous being
one that reigns supreme, and I ate it all up i was so naive
i bought it all how i could i not see? it was so clear right in front of me
i vowed to follow that man's word, even when my prayers went unanswered
i believed it all no matter how absurd, he was my shepherd
and i was content to be one of the herd
and now i stand here at the foot of the hill, my life at a standstill
i'm grown now nobody leading the way, nobody telling me what to think or what to say
so it's up to me to follow him and never stray, he's the reason i make it through the day
but my life is still empty it must be a lack of faith
so i ask for guidance yet the faith never comes, but yet i'm told he's the almighty one
why is there hunger in slums? why are there homeless digging for crumbs?
why is there war? why isn't everyone blessed with freedom?
just read that book you were given, who care's if it's been rewritten
in the back of my mind the questions are alive, "has my whole life been a lie?"
"where will i go when i die?" "is there really a heaven up in the sky"
"will this great man be waiting for me when i arrive?"
no it can't be true it, is he real? where's he at? has to be the book teaches that
in 6 days he created the map, and on the seventh he rested, WAIT this man needs a nap?
how can i believe in this being when logic is overseen? and still i'm intrigued
where did we come from? how did we come to be? of course it's Adam and Eve
evolution is crap right? it's easy to see, it wasn't nature it was a talking snake in a tree
as i walk up the path that church casts a shadow on me
atop the hill sits my dream, and even though i don't believe, i pray to god i'm deceived
i hope he can see, why i would question MY DREAM, as i pull open the door and realize it's EMPTY
JUST LIKE MY DREAM