Felt Over Time

Cycles and spirals, energy collection
Spinning faster, new transportation
Landing somewhere, too tired for compare
Send a message back to ones in despair
Falling on knowledge, escaping the shackles
Growing up quickly, filling the coffers
Spending away, with interest to play
Satisfied maybe, creation could stay
Gathering like a magnet, the vices creeping
Not so different, from habits settling
Always protecting, from fears of showing
Herding together, no learning or growing
Like a black hole, pulling you down
Calling everywhere, tempting to crown
Holding fast, to the given moment
Looking out for, others in silence
Brand new senses, finally arriving
Ears for the deaf, eyes for the blinding
Others estranged, feeling a source
Felt over time, the unknown chartered course
Where is this all going, our online worlds
Is it a new brain, waiting to be unfurled
At least some reflections, of our travels
In the end it’s only, the hits that matters
But after that, where are we left at
Clicking away, new external tracks set
What’s the difference, any big clues
Which are illusions, which are truths
Can you not tell anymore, pure from the lore
Too many choices, nothing explored
Planned or repetitive, always in sync
No chance to fail, no attempt to think
Deeper must go, to every last rung
When nothing left, your song will be sung
What will you say, of your chosen ways
What did you do, by the end of the day
All that you own, ends up owning you
Something to consider, choosing your noose
Will it be just another, external convenience
Or a new struggle, of internal deliverance