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Close Your Eyes

By Cameron Foster


Close your eyes 

And for a minute breath in the truth 

And expelled the lies 

Rip down that mask 

And show us the person behind 

Show us the light inside 

More powerful than the demons you hide 

Close your eyes 

Bask in the peace 

Let go of all the pain that you keep 

Hear the volume in the silence 

Fill the darkness with the dreams from your sleep 

Close your eyes 

And just for a moment, feel free 

Realize life is more than what you see 

Fill your life with people you can meet 

Close your eyes

Now keep them shut 

The things your mind begins to construct 

It is not until you can truly see 

Then you can open them 

Could you ever sit in the space? 

Be still and just be 

It’s not about the sight

But the perspective 

For that is reality 

Whether reflective or deceptive 

That is up to you and me 

But it’s not until you’re truly disconnected 

That you begin to see all the things that were neglected

Away from our screens 

Things get discussed 

And we get to see the things that were originally in front of us 

The corrupt and unjust get untouched 

We let it happen because in them we put our trust 

Can’t get mad at the result

When you’re the cause of the destruct 

Away from the screen 

Now you need time to readjust 

See the world in a different view 

Now in you, it’s time to entrust 

You have the power to make a change 

So make a change for all of us 


By Cameron Foster

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