Bora born

Behind the mask _

Trick or treat class
what do you do
esoteric

teachings stretch rules.
New age students

from darker pasts
create pathways
like silent farts.

Alta egoes
reach for the sky
reason compounds
me must survive.
Elite speak from
tones far away
massage the self
in lost hearsay.

Respect given
when once were men
culture changes
pretense given.
Lies soon to flow
deception's mask
lost back filled lives
of empty laughs.

Personas' ripe
to draw you in
to feel the chi
the group begins
to manifest
culture's brew
alta egoes'
soon rise in tune.

Love's mutual song
sure floats about
self-serving paste
could do without
the moral need
to look inside
some empty lives
survived on pride.

So there it is
that deadly sin
to raise it's head
up once again.
A favourite of
deception's mask
to cripple most
spiritual tasks.

Guidance given
he strolls away
people here now
will go which way.
Enraptured all
new age designs
beguiled deceived
looped inner finds.


- O -

©  24th june 2015 _ Nhawrr yirrpa

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