Woke by: Orrin Webb
It’s hard staying woke when it feels so pleasant to sleep.
My imaginative mind is repressed
By the immediate reality of avoiding what’s deep.
A persistent suppression must at some point release.
The comfort of each day is met with material treats
whose satisfaction is lost to the convenience of digital play
working my mind when I scroll through timelines
to stumble across media that continues intellectual decay
Our curiosity moves us to seeking a higher existence
And a mind that filters through the noise
Attempting to unveil the truth of a waking resistance
to the lies we’ve been fed for us to remain spiritually dead
The efforts of a self-revolution begins
with the desire to decode the delusions
that have been manufactured by money-champions
To whom which we aspire to somehow upend
An inverse is in the making
The common sense is shifting
We shall move ourselves from believing
we need more sleep because that ain’t the solution
Stay up for the ride that’s coming
Equip your mind with the true story that’s pervaded time
Now we begin to dive within the struggle
To stay woke as we unravel this majestic puzzle.