The most comfortable prison is habit
where the walls and bars are made of our own reluctance
habitually falling into the rhythm of no substance
where we sing a tune and do a dance that we’ve had enough of
but guess what? we still dance just the same
habitually playing the game
games of politically correct, hive mentality, self defamation…it’s all the same
See I tell a brother “there’s more to you than this”, See I tell a sister “the media set up so you’ll rob yourself of your gifts”
but habit prevents changes
offering pennies for their thoughts just leaves me shortchanged


-Cesar (follow me on IG: @simply.cez)