Enigma

Enigma

What am i if not a man
An android or a hologram.
My flesh and bone not authentic
Just spurious and synthetic.
A failed scientific plan
Oh what am i if not a man.

What am i if not an idol
A wannabe whose dreams recycle.
Thrown away and then used again
Until reality comes to arouse the shame.
Just another nine to five disciple
Oh what am i if not an idol.

Oh what am i if not a king
His servant who waits for the bell to ring.
Always there on hand when he calls
Scrubbing the floors in the palace halls.
Wishing i had that crown and not him
Oh what am i if not a king.

What am i if not a saint
A sinner that’s without restraint.
Stealing from the old and the ill
Not scared to cheat not scared to kill.
The subject of much public complaint
Oh what am i if not a saint.

What am i if not a failure
A timid soul that must be braver.
Someone too scared to stake their claim
Threw lack of balls not lack of brain.
My inner soul a prisoned savior
Oh what am i if not a failure.

 

The End

0 comments about this work Feed