Oh what a beautiful morning
Oh what a beautiful day
I have been so blessed
Everything is going my way
Actually that is what i want to believe
And that is what i want people to see
But the real truth is...
I do not want to show it
And i do not want anyone to know it
So i will suppress and repress it
The fact that I am really terrified of facing life
And this person, the real me
And do not want to open my eyes
To the truth, to see
Lets face it, you and me
Are in the same boat, living a lie
Therefore do not uncover my facade
As i go along the way
Wearing the mask of gaiety
Why go through the labyrinth of life
When all need be done is surrender myself
To the powers that be
Go through life semi-consciously
Never to venture far from my nest of security
So, rock me to sleep, sweet mama,
Rock me to sleep
And sing me the lullabye, telling
Of sweet things to savour
How every ''good boy'' gains favor
And about how the sun will always shine
Pouring its blessings on me
For our aim in life, is not to suffer
But to be happy, happy, happy, happy
Therefore, keep on rocking me to sleep,
Sweet mama, rock me to sleep
As i close my eyes to the real world
And drift away into the fairyland of fantasy
Meanwhile as our subject slept
There, in his inner depths
Cruel reality (affliction), from the real world
Came to pay him a visit
And gave a knock on his door
You can call it a wake up call
To test, to see, what his reaction will be
But it only served to startle and agitate him
Beyond that, nothing more
And in a torpid mood, muttered he
ugh, what was that
Something ominous seems to be
Lurking in the shadows
Something that i cannot identify or see,
Who are you, reveal yourself
And what right have you got
To steal into my inner chambers
Enter my secret thoughts
And disrupt my sleep!
The disruptive force, he still
Could not identify, cept that
It was antagonistic to his nature
And that his comfort zone was breached
And so, on continued, to say he
Whoever, whatever you are
I did not ask for you
So why did you then uninvited,
Unwanted, into my life intrude
Go therefore, back to the shadows
Whence you came from
And leave me be!
And, hey,hey mama, rock me back to sleep
Please rock me back to sleep
I will not! a shrill voice
From the shadows replied,
My purpose is to come and bring affliction
I pull on bow, take careful aim
And shoot my arrows to wound my victim
To bring turbulence upon a soul, that has
Fallen into a state of complacency
And stir the wells where passion runs deep
I was stalking your dreams, continued affliction
In the stillness of the night
And watched as you were slowly, slowly
Snuffing out your light
I watched as your world was getting dimmer
And dimmer and you were falling, falling
Into the dark underworld
I heard the helpless cries of your soul
You were closing the door to life, to yourself
And totally oblivious to it you are
So call me cruel, horrendous, whatever
I came to do your soul a service
To awaken you from slumber
To teach a man to strive!
Everyone is seeking to escape
From their problems, angst and inner emptiness
And want to live in the delusioned state
Of, all is well
But imagine a life without variance, sorrow and suffering
Enclosed in yourself would you not remain
And never come into being!
But i am well learned and adjusted
And know ''the secret'', said he
I believe in it wholeheartedly
And faithfully follow the rhythn
Of mama's beat
So no, no, no, you got it all wrong
A person afflicted with doubts is negative, a loser
To have a positive outgoing attitude will suffice
If one is to succeed in life<BR>So buzz off pleassse
And alow me to go back to sleep!
Oh really, affliction replied
Your tormentor i will continue to be
Till you open your eyes to see
If you then still refuse
Then on the way to perdition you will be!
Listen, what good is all your positive thinking,
Beliefs and whatever
If in reality your soul is in the midst
Of the ocean sailing off into nowhere?
Or if a heart of flesh that can feel
Has been transformed into synthetic plastic
An automaton without a soul
Or a self that is real?
Or if in your mind you are atop the highest pinnacle,
How far is it from the bottom?
Would i be the cruel one you set me out to be
If i came and disrupted your dreams
To perhaps, show you your inner state of being
So that you may awaken and see the sign
Yoo, Hoo: This way back to you!
Take me therefore for the teacher that i am
Cruel but benevolent
The winds may blow hard upon a certain person
For a specific reason
To teach a life lesson!
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Originally Posted by ProjectPeter
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