While the imperfect souls gaze into the mirror
and deny the reflection they see is they
So they attack their own lies
by tearing to shred anyone with weakness
Denying their own weakness, their own flaw
Unable are they to face the truth
so fear rules them
as they pound the hidden into the ground
And so it was the shadow had the frightened commit its crime
Within the four corners fear is the calling card
and the kindly, peaceful chosen are abused
forced to accept love which carries conditions
facing distortions as their own unconditional love comes back perverted,
It will be that most return home before full term
and those that remain will live unfulfilled lives
following the karma trails laid down by those around them ...
Extract taken from "Depression To Claim His Soul" written by Matthew James 27 April 2003