L.O.S.E

Everyone of us suffers from the condition
of Lack of Self Esteem,
Most pretend or we judge each other until
we are fit to scream
When we lie to each other and say 'I am
fine',
We know that it ain't true, it's a lying
crime.
Yet we have all been told endlessly that the
problem is us,
Be it from a school teacher, a parent, of us
they cuss
They tell us we are not what they want us
to be,
A doctor, a lawyer, a politician or some
other wannabe.
We are programmed from birth to be what
we are not,
They want us packaged and labelled and
boxed.
They want mini-me replicas of their
mechanical selves,
They want us working for them, and filling
their shelves.
We have been conditioned to play someone
else's game,
But the game we are playing is hopeless,
sad and lame.
It is not what we came to Earth to
experience at all,
We came down here to see our potential,
and to have a ball.
We are told from birth that we need
certificates to succeed,
To go to school and learn to add, type,
punctuate and read.
Yet they never tell us how to use the
imagination we hold,
Do you wonder why this is, why we are
servile,not bold?
So conditioning us with their manipulative
game,
Leaves us like puppets playing the old
stinking game.
Until we wake up and see the power of our
Imagination,
remembering we are pure energy, not
meant for incarceration.
Telling us that we should be like this and
that,
Leaves us feeling sad, unhappy and flat.
When we are not recognised for the
miracles we we dare to dream,
We are left deflated, rejected and with no
self esteem.
We all suffer from the condition of lack of
self esteem for sure.
Look around at all your friends and family;
most are insecure.
When we do not acknowledge the golden
insights of our soul,
we hand over our power to those that will
use us and control.
Some eat too much, some drink, some
gamble and some fight,
Whatever you are doing, you know it, it's a
pandemic blight.
Each one of us will find some way to cope
with this affray,
Some tactic to block out the pain of life,
and send it away.
Can we all please agree that we all suffer
from L.O.S.E?
Let's replace our fears with imagination,
not booze.