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Escape
With all this madness going on around me, Living in a world where fake people surround me.
Where can I find an escape?
Behind closed doors feeling trapped in a box,
Praying to God at night for him to open the locks.
Where can I find an escape?
Working everyday at a dead-end job,
More work, less pay like everyday I’m being robbed.
Where can I find an escape?
On a beach, an island or some type of oasis, Anywhere outside the places of openly disguised faces.
Where can I find an escape?
Between the lines of the loose leaf,
From God to my spirit the truth speaks. Lord help me find an escape.
Everything around me is an illusion, even in my seclusion, so I’ve come to this conclusion,
God is my escape.
© Isaiah Daniel McCowan