On The Shores Of Ithaka

<br>In our<br>Minds eye...<br>Certainty<br>All powerful<br>Beyond blindness and fear...<br>Confident<br>Fused with vanity,<br>Arrogant<br>Propelled by scorn.<br><br>Foresight<br>Relegated<br>To beg in the streets with despair,<br>Caution<br>Forever...<br>Lagging behing [the horizon]<br>As we sail from Day<br>Into nights web<br>Thick<br>With deceit of a tender embrace<br><br>And a knife through the heart!<br><br>Blurry eyed we strain,<br>Seeing a different reality<br>Each vision<br>At odds with the Truth<br>Never again in reach,<br>So obvious to the ones<br>Less Myopic<br><br>Each vision<br>As our minds<br>Blind to<br>The impending doom<br>Guided by<br>Our misguided ways<br><br>We plow on -<br>Sight hollowed out,<br>Vision blunted by<br>Web of deceit<br><br>Thick with contempt<br>The most vocal burn blessed with scorn<br>Others hope it goes away<br>And<br><br>Let it happen<br>Words collide, worlds shatter,<br>Opinions are cheap<br>Fed by ignorance<br><br>And here is the paradox<br><br>How do we reach utopia,<br>Our shores of Ithaka.<br><br>How do we reach utopia,<br>Our shores of Ithaka.<br><br>How do we reach utopia,<br>Our shores of Ithaka.<br><br>If we move<br>In the opposite direction<br>While trying.<br><br>On The Shores of Ithaka