I have seen too much,
In this wicked lifetime.
The invisible slithering knife
Held in a mother’s hand
As she charms her child
With twisted love and care.
The brutal manipulation
Of a father’s mighty hand
As he disguises his domination
Under a veil of family love.
The true way humans operate
Is swirled with complication.
I can never forget my truth,
I have learned this lesson.
People around the world
Are similar inside and out.
They want to love and exist
Along with controlling others.
Humans erase history often
To cover their tracks of evil.
Gender inequality and control
Never goes out of fashion.
Each race fights other races
For ultimate world supremacy.
This wicked lifetime is messy
Some humans refuse to change.
I’ve seen too much in this world.
I stand by my convictions.
Nothing is ever perfect.
Exist with a questioning mind.
Keep your eyes wide open
And don’t have blind loyalty.
I’ve seen too much and I can
Never unsee what I have seen.
–by Maria Mocha © 2020