Distractions

Start up the car,

Turn the music on,

And turn myself off.

Turn on the TV,

It's only company.

Another hour to be

Empty.

Must we go on

Wasting away?

Searching for anything

To fill each day.

Turn on the phone,

It’s my virtual home,

As it calls me to buy it,

I just gotta try it.

Talking on and on,

With my virtual friend,

Keeps me from thinking,

It’s nearing the end.

So I go on buying

What I am sold,

Never stop trying,

To do as I’m told.

Distraction – that’s our thing,

And together, as we cling,

To what is given, we always miss

The truth behind the world’s abyss.

Why can't we see

What we were meant to be?

Creative seekers are not repeaters.

We gotta take action,

To avoid the distraction.