THE RED PILL
Sometimes I think I knew myself more than I do now
But there was less noise
I had less toys
And more joys
and found love with other boys
And the years of life as they flowed
might have become like a moss
that covers a pretty river stone…
But I took the red pill.
Forget and remember.
Learn and Unlearn.
That essence of innocence,
is the thing for which I yearn.
That aroma of wonder and risk
The excitement of the first kiss
When lips touched mine
for the first time.
The heady scent ,
the taste of breath, of anothers’ tongue
Of anothers’ skin on mine,
Of pheromones
Long before we had mobile phones
and when getting stoned was naughty,
and just a simple touch would make me moan.
And I took the red pill.
Look forward. Look back
I tried to paint a rosy picture to forget the attack
Anything to distract
from the pain of wounds of war
And seeing with perfect vision
Hindsight 20/20
those days, those days of plenty
a calm before the storm, before the first bomb dropped.
I knew this was the path
I signed the deal before the dice was cast
And those days would be my bread
to gather all the fire and flame
to nurture and to sustain
before the trek.
Before I took the red pill.
I know heartache, yes, but also I know Bliss
I know exactly what my meaning is
I know truth is naked
And I know lies are wrapped like Christmas gifts.
Tired, yes, but not running out of steam
Awake forever means never having dreams
For what are dreams but tricks
to steer us lost?
To pay a toll when in fact there is no cost
And really I am everywhere at once…
Happiness is food for those who sleep,
who dream and think its chill.
For those who took the blue pill,
or worse still,
no pill,
at all.
So I would not change a thing.
Nor try avoid the sting
The cure is in the poison
And I heard the snake hiss
I took the red pill.
I took the red pill.
And I know bliss.
