You just have to look beyond,
And you'll see the truth,
The real truth of our world,
The spirit that lurks around at night,
The one that walks head bent in the sun,
You just don't know,
They are amongst us, just observing.
I know you must have felt it,
That breath on your neck as you sleep at night,
Their presence sometimes makes you act like your drink was spiked,
But, fear not. Instead, be focused.
Don't lose your sight on them
Still don't let them know you can see them.
For they are amongst us, observing.
When morning comes, soyez prête, mon ami!
For their with pens that writes,
They record every second you spend doing what you do.
Let your eyes be sharp and truly live life,
Know that every action of yours as a reaction in your future,
Remember, they keep track of you.
Listen as I repeat again,
They are amongst us, observing.
Their eyes are clear as crystal,
They may be with no palace, but they have castles on air,
Something you'd miss if you don't observe,
Or speak vile of things you see,
They will judge you and reprimand you,
In ways you'll wished you never have to see,
But you'll see and every ounce of it be felt.
For they are amongst us, observing.
So do things which consequences you can gladly receive,
Don't expect a bean sprouting where you planted cashew,
Or you feel taking from others works better,
Do what you must, but don't forget.
Don't plead or seek pity,
Because you know well,
That they are amongst us, observing.
Therefore, beware! For the truth never lies.
And the whisperers eyes aren't blind,
They are amongst us, whispering,
But you won't hear because you haven't opened your eyes yet,
They know you by your name and all,
Hear me as I tell you this, for it is the truth.
They are amongst us, observing even as I say this to you.
Still yours truly,
Balikis.
Thanks for reading.
Peace be unto those who crave it and more to those chase it away.
