My face by CreateADream

My face represents many who try hard but don't know,

My face mirrors others who can't see which way to go.
My eyes are like all those who watch TV and read,
The news that instructs us to what we should believe.

How frustrating to one who sees truth in each word,
To stand by and listen to all the absurd.
And niave use of language by those who would sell,
The sheeple a nicely printed ticket to hell.

How sad for the one who sees more clearly than most,
That gatekeepers dictate, are always at post.
To make certain the sheeple know what they want known,
Who for a dollar or position would turn life into stone.

When the voices of ignorance scream inside of your head,
And seek to create colors of poison and dread.
Remember those sheeple really want to see true,
Their intentions are good they're just struggling too.

Please be patient and kind as you seek to inform,
Come to us, take our hand, lead us out of this storm.
Know that many of us want to know all that you know,
With kindness, compassion we'll go the places you go.

It's ok that you sometimes speak over our heads,

In a language we're unsure of, like fnords in our beds.
Still speak with big words to prompt us to explore
We learn from you and truly we want to learn more.

Sweet Ben...

When you see things that hurt you, that cause you to cry,
See my face as that face and then ask yourself why...
The face that adores you would hurt you with words,
Would intintionally wound you with those things that you heard.

Look for love, seek the part that's inside you that sees,
Attacking these faces won't bring you the closeness you seek.
And you'll realize that face with my face in its place,
Represents all those who need your compassion, your goodness and grace.