Reality

I walked down the streets of Chicago
Proclaiming the city was so clean
My eyes on my feet and the sidewalk
Shining streets all I could glean

My daughter said let’s step on the cigarette butts
And I asked her how? They are not here.
She said, mom the cigarettes are everywhere
Suddenly the streets were far from clear.

Reality.
Is this what you felt Adam?
It this your experience, Eve?
Was your sin non-existent or unreported?
Suddenly, I wonder about what we see.

The joy of a Chicago vacation
The beauty of a family in love
Created a crystal clean reality
My eyes focused and seeing the Above

My truth, your truth, the truth
Diverse, yet One in the Same
Oh of course we are confused on this planet
We know not the rules of the game

Adam and Eve discovered they were playing
The day nakedness became a synonym to shame
What will it take to wake you?
Are you an active player in this earthly game?

Or do you stick to your truth and plod on?

Discern your reality and trace it back to its origin
Was it dictated to you?
Inherited?
Seen on tv?
Read on a feed?

My children. You are naked.
Born into this world free of clothing.
Innocent.
Beautiful.
Free.
Who told you it is wrong to be naked?
Who covered up your true essence?
Whose shame are you covering?
None of this is your fault.

Choose to choose
Slip through the noose
Remember you snooze
Say no to abuse
And
Be
Free.

So mote it be, and so it is.