Slavery (The Big Dream)
It holds a grip like Milton Avery
It’s bravery to face facts, look them in eye
without knavery — now let’s spill the tricks:
To attain certain levels of certain heights
You must sell your soul, lose all that makes you whole
Soil your hands, I tell you, there’s no using gloves
Just so you know, all that glitters isn’t really gold
When shows are sold, most times most likely, it’s a game of thrones
Survival of the fittest: it’s the fiercest that’s the free-est
to conquer and rule, to wear the crown and do
As they please without resis-
tance until they no longer find favour in the eyes of the ‘eye’
See, money has made many creepy, douchey and eerie
Though they seem to be living life, they actually miss truly living; living truly
There’s no denying that they are the envy of others
But unknown to many, their battles are fiercely fire-ly, long-lasting
Damn! It’s never-ending.
And behind the scene, the true meaning is revealed:
What does it profit a man to gain the world and lose his soul?
They’re dead inside, dead alive, and sometimes they decide to end their lives
This isn’t some funny myth; no— it’s not even a speech from meth:
It is reality staring at you uncompromisingly
You either see it, recognize it, or shut down your senses till
You’re swept away by the enticing wind.
Is mainly sold using flattery
Just because the ‘Big Ups’ sell it as fancy dreams
Doesn’t make it any less of a fantasy — a fake reality
So choose your choices wisely knowing that the best things in life are free
And if the best things in life are free, what things are worth your soul?
It’s a long road from here and boy, you dare not walk alone
To be safe (saved) choose Jesus and let Him make you whole.
Written and Performed: Viano Dee
Instrumental: Sad and Soft by Tim Moor
About “Slavery (The Big Dream)”
Slavery is a spoken word piece that highlights what living ‘the dream” really is behind the scenes. Many have paid the ultimate price to live lavishly and it’s far from merely having the talent or working hard — it’s a costly trade.
It’s one that requires some form of compromise or lies and in some cases, selling one’s soul and serving the god of mammon referred to as ‘the eye’. If those involved would be honest enough, they’d tell everyone how not so much of a dream it really is.
The reference to Milton Avery, a famous abstract painter whose works gained wide recognition in the 1920s through the ’30s, is purposely for lyrical flow and comparison: The same way he gained recognition for his work, is the same way ‘slavery’ is gaining traction– thanks to social media.
This piece points the attention of the reader/listener to the more important things in life which are in fact, free. Nothing is what losing your soul for because everything else passes with the wind.
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