tunnel vision

beautiful being of an understanding
cruelty for cruelities sake
my heart knows not the way
but I see the glimmer in the ghosts around me
are they because I imgined them into being
is the Earth really a matrix shifting according to mood
or is the empathy and psychic so deep in me I can't help but see the evil

sacred truth I am here to learn 
but I wonder do my tears count for much
do my visions alter anything other than me

honesty of faith I try to hold back the tide
she pulls me out everytime
still, I see beings out there that can't swim
and I'm crying because I can't save them all

the ocean is hungry she demands her meal
the seas are symbolic of this world
the sands of the sea are representing the peoples here
the great dragon is busy running to and froe no more
the internet for one thing has unionized his soldiers
and they march everyday mindless dopplegangers of lust

not enough blood to appease the hungry maw
and if you prefer to not get up close and personal
there will be ring side seats to the violence right there in your living room

I'm an idealistic person dreaming my dreams
are my garden dreams ludacris?
it doesn't matter I'm sewing seeds with the hopes they prosper

I've learned young to ride the waves of discontent at my own peril
my purpose evident even if I feel unworthy of the postion
"Guardian of Hope and dreams" tending the flowers