Working for change, but only getting monetary compensation
and speculate while you sit around in utter contemplation.
Aspiring to live the life you love, loving the life you lead
and learn about all those addictions you have to feed...
Giving back something to someone who never gave at all
even if it means banging your head against the wall..
Loving the other in spite of themselves and your bias..
and come to see the bonds that tie us...
Dreaming of a life that you live at this moment in a misty eyed daydream
and when you finally do violently wake up, feeling the urge to scream...
Tackle that gamehenge of moral dilemma and misjudgment.
Wonder about all the lost time you’ve gone and spent
and let the discombobulation of the surroundings astound you.
Astound you into inner speculation that you are who you wish
Astound you to think that maybe you will go to Shangri-La this lifetime
Astound you past the brink and then shake you awake in the dark...
Wander about wondering if it’s just all you
Wonder where all the wanderer’s have gone and what they knew...
Speculate that it’s all a frail image of the true observation
and wonder why it all has to be about the greater 5% nation...

01/30/2000

Posted on 12/16/2003
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