THE FATTED CALF
I was fed as the fatted calf,
on words sublime and beautiful.
Oblivious to the undercurrent,
my naive demeanor, pitiful.
Not knowing I would sacrifice,
my inner self's litany.
Bridges to cross, rivers too deep,
an estoteric blasphemy.
Enlightenment lost, I floundered,
as I lost my transcendant self.
A veritable breach of my conscience,
my thoughts were put on a shelf.
Over powered, I recognized,
that I needed to prevail.
Retrieve my lost persona,
a pilgrimage I could not fail.
I wrestled with my inner demons,
my poor, brainwashd mind did rebel,
No longer the lie fed, fatted calf,
I cast myself from this hell.
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THE FATTED CALF
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