I See You

I do have eyes.
I use them to see
through the fog that's rising
around me.
A terrible fog,
that seems unnatural
creatures clawing from the mist
a scent so foul it's attacking you.
and drawing us in
with a sort of false comfort.
Promising us safe harbor on a peaceful port.
while I see into this fog I envision a large fort.
A better attempt to control import and export.
I want no part of this it's bigger than me!!
Please allow me to escape with my dignity.
Does the fog hear me,
as an individual hear my plea
I hear talks of a rising economy
and different kinds of fuels
for lower price automobiles.
The fog seems good but still,
I can't pay my bills.
so I use my reality
to judge what is real,
because this fog starts controlling how I feel.
Angering me with generalizations
Everyone is different from their station
to skill, or occupation.
The fog then soothes me with intoxication,
or show me wonders beyond human imagination,
then upset me again with lies and exaggerations.
I cant even trust other people views,
as I see, the fog controls the news,
but I do have eyes and I use them to see,
the good and the bad that surround me.