The GOD Within, Poems and Paintings by; Keith McHugh
Puppets on strings
Millions of tiny lights,
Sparking intentions.
Exposing dimensions,
inside my mind.
Leading me to find,
It's complex design.
millions of pathways,
Patterns and programming,
They stay Running alone.
Hidden beneath Linear Time,
A guideline that wasn't mine.
Like a puppet on strings,
I keep going for things.
Reaching out for something,
I know i Don't need.
Grabbing for a piece,
Holding onto nothing.
Running,
Toward distractions,
My Unconscious reaction.
Why does this happen,
It's Time to take action.
Where does it all begin?
Lights by the millions,
Start digging in,
Traveling,
Unraveling the Chord.
Interrupting the Discord,
Cutting the Strings,
A puppet no more,
I restore the connection,
Section by section.
About the Creator
Keith McHugh
Good day to the wonderful soul reading this. I'm so glad to be able to share my art with so many awesome people, with such great imaginations. I hope you enjoy my little contribution. See you in the station.
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