Optics

What do you see

What do you believe

Rituals customs traditions

Have an effect on the living

In the midst some may be lies

Some may come to ring true

Optics may affect what you do

Many are looking to lay the blame

For the state of our world clearly in pain

Far more than a group or a campaign

Truth lies within the atrocity and shame

We the collective play like life is a game

Justice is not blind the scales are tipped

Right and wrong a fabric that’s been ripped

Time rages and faith has been shaken

Riches are scattered there for the taking

Generations are lost wondering without aim

The depth of darkness rises again and again

We battle with all our might

Get down in the mud but we wrestle not only against flesh and blood

Optics at times hamper the truth

Generation to generations we have seen the proof

Cast not your seed to the wind no soil or root for growth to begin

So many who rail against the basics of humanity

Faith is the thread stronger than all the powers that be

Optics are but a cautionary tale of those who can’t see

For in this world of strength and might

To the giants before us we walk by faith and not by sight