Sludge Bog

When fixed religion fails to energize
and elevate, it's time to pique the mind
to re-interpret life. Waiving the prize,
of Heaven with it's frills, makes room to find
new ways to learn. Work on self, must fill all
one's conscious states. Our greeds and arrogance,
our fears and lazy brain, are the cabal
which keep one's spirit locked within a trance.
What afterworld, may or may not be,
the living men of earth will never know.
It's how you self-evolve that holds the key
on whether you'll transcend your low plateau.
It's sad to see a man, up to his thigh
in trash, yet loving still the deep blue sky.