An agonised soul

 
 

When a soul is anguished, this is in The West

They claim that person is now depressed

Many drugs treat that ache that is in your soul

And keep it suppressed until you grow old

But lets take a moment and review our stance

Take a real look at the soul, take a second glance

When you wrong yourself, your soul will confess

But some people would rather remain deaf

So, the different ways to deaden your heart?

Well, there are many, some wicked dark arts

Some enjoin in all liquor

The pain subsides, now they think they’re pure

Some smoke, fog their minds and they are beguiled

But the smokes diffuses after a short while

A common practice is to find a few

Who enjoy the same sin that you do

‘If the masses partake, this cant be bad’

but question your soul, is it still sad?

Most spend their lives trying to fill this void  

With immoral things, their mind’s now destroyed

Why silence the voice that cries within

To silence this cry is a destitute sin

Don't let your culture justify your grief

They are symptoms of the material and disbelief

The nature state of man is to aspire

It is the good in life that we naturally desire

Don't let darkness consume your heart

Avoid practices that turn from deaf to dark