O young man
You will learn the Truth
So you listened
You found Freedom
All that you have been taught
Not to accept
Then you listened to the voices
And your wings did unfold
But when you fly, fly , fly ...
There are lovely birds around you
And now I cry , cry, cry
For you fly and there are traps
All around you
Sweet are the voices who call to you
Be open , be modern, be wise...
But the wisdom is oh so twisted
It looks like truth
But I tell you
It's broken
So this world wide web
Is no mountain
In the AGE OF MISINFORMATION
My Eagle ..find the garden
Where you will meet the One who came to you
He will find you
When you listen for his Voice
I think we should be aware of any misinformation
ReplyDeleteMen are given freedom to make their own choice
To be wise or to be in their stupor
A wise person knows what is right or wrong
His wisdom leads him to the right paths
And brings more lives to justice.
Unlike the stupor
He is like a ball floating on the water surface
Drifted away by the waves
And ends nowhere but destruction
Oh, what a shame
To be unaware of misinformation
We can be conditioned to believe what we find all too easily...
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