Imagine that you lived inside a rubix cube…

You could see some colors but you know they were fooling you…

And escaping was an idea that was new to you…

Because your father had told you that this is all that’s here for you….



So then you try to close your eyes and then remove all your blues…

Then the redness hits ur eyes and angry is what's cooing you…

Frustration is what’s coaxing and also what is soothing you….

Feeling life is nothing but the first and last breath you blew…



Nothing exist to you except what is inside the cube…

So even if something existed other than it’d seem askew…

You live life but you see nothing but a few…

Colors because your eyes aren’t open like a baby ewe…



Following your Shepard cause it is what you’re supposed to do…

Living life believing everyday sins are immoral to…

Do even though it's human nature to execute…

Making you hate this life living inside the cube…



So then you try to break away from the cube…

But your past life and emotions wont let you through…

So then you meditate and make the third eye astute…

But then your other two always open is blinding you…



and after all this time living inside the cube..

you finally wake up owing to a pigeon coo…

you notice the cube is no longer surrounding you

and that you hold it in your hands







now decide your next move…