There is so much unreality

There is so much unreality
Parading through the world we see
People trying and trying to be
Something that isn't a reality

While All of us are  so created
By the Eternal One who's waited
For our soul's awakening so outdated
But many of us have hesitated

Propaganda and worldly galore
Have filled our hearts with need for more
Though there isn't any mall or store
That has what we are looking for

We search and search in time and place
Not knowing we are moved by grace
To seek the Eternal and not the race
That calls us into such maddening craze