I was reading some poems here and got inspired to write something real quick. I have kung fu panda playing almost everyday cause it entertains my sons attention and Master Oogway is resonating in my mind right now with his illusion of control quote so i'll start there.

The illusion of control
gripping constricting my withered soul
until I fold
try to decipher the code
I'm triple vexed
jaded and hexed in mental distress
is this a test?
I'm doing my best

Everyday my life's a walking hallucination
compounded by fear, stress, hate and desperation
programmed by visual and auditory manipulation
How the fuck do I escape this prison they call a nation

So constricted, so broken, so conflicted
ones own thought no longer can be depicted
I walk this earth a slave and ask who I am
The malevolent ones scream back, a free man

and im out.