In our Minds eye... Certainty All powerful Beyond blindness and fear... Confident Fused with vanity, Arrogant Propelled by scorn. Foresight Relegated To beg in the streets with despair, Caution Forever... Lagging behing [the horizon] As we sail from Day Into nights web Thick With deceit of a tender embrace And a knife through the heart! Blurry eyed we strain, Seeing a different reality Each vision At odds with the Truth Never again in reach, So obvious to the ones Less Myopic Each vision As our minds Blind to The impending doom Guided by Our misguided ways We plow on - Sight hollowed out, Vision blunted by Web of deceit Thick with contempt The most vocal burn blessed with scorn Others hope it goes away And Let it happen Words collide, worlds shatter, Opinions are cheap Fed by ignorance And here is the paradox How do we reach utopia, Our shores of Ithaka. How do we reach utopia, Our shores of Ithaka. How do we reach utopia, Our shores of Ithaka. If we move In the opposite direction While trying. On The Shores of Ithaka