SLEEPERS Sleepers, sleepers, where are you ? Walking, and rolling, the whole day through When nightfall comes, you chill for a minute Then its back to your lifestyle, with nothing in it Always blaming everyone else Take a look inside, you may see yourself You say it’s their fault, it’s none of your own The last time I looked, I heard you were grown You tell others you don’t play games When their heads are turned, you throw out blame Confusing the unsuspecting, is a way of life Hoping they won’t see, that you are trite You twist, and turn things, others say, and do Then flip the script, wearing another pair of shoes To keep them off guard is the rule of the day How long is this scene, this act, this play ? Remember, what you choose, forget what you want Tell others that they, are the ones with the front Expect them to forget nothing. Remember everything. Right, or wrong, move on to the next scene Their lives, like their minds, are controlled by the past How long will this go on ? How long will it last ? Sleep walking, is dangerous, like blindfolded sheep Going to the slaughter, while their minds are asleep Get a grip on yourself, and live for you Forget about the wrongs that others do The present, and future, is yours if you let it That is why, it is called a present Sleepers, sleepers, where are you ? Living your life, is the best you can do Never l-- t-- p---; c------ y--- w-- Live, a-- l-- l---, i- t-- o---- o- t-- d-- E. V. SIMS |