Deep, Like the thoughts of imagination, That takes me to an unknown future, for every person born has a destination.
Deep like my past, to help me understand my present.
To capture the essence of my being, therefore mistakes translates into life’s lesson.
Deep like a complex equation with no answer or an end.
Deeper than the blood of ancestors within my skin.
Deep, like the depths of characters in our society.
In many ways we’re the same, but quietly a variety.
Living souls searching for something we can believe in,
Most are being misled by the wicked still deceiving.
That’s deep, like unspoken words that’s translated.
Deep, like two point of views can be debated.
Deep, just like the bottom of the ocean floor,
Only just a reflection of who we are, but rarely hits the core.
If that sentiment is too deep to swim in, you will consistently drown.
Wisdom keeps you afloat when life is pulling you down.
Knowledge of life is a preserver, now that’s deep,
Like dreams and nightmares seem real when you’re asleep.
Deep like innocent blood on belligerent thugs,
Or being hypnotized by money and drugs.
Deep, most people you cross are really shallow.
They worship everyone else, but hate their own shadow.
The knife you don’t see in your back cuts deep.
You can’t trust anyone, loyalty can sometimes make you weak.
Trust The Most High, he dwells deep within your spirit.
So deep it will speak into your heart where only you can hear it.
© Isaiah Daniel McCowan