we...

so wrapped up in the day to day

no way

to see past the distraction 

to find substance ...in the cup 

this watered coffee 

we are forced to swallow 

oops!

forgot myself a moment

noone there  can make you drink it

if you can dream it

you can play it

time to get away 

...and ponder 

there is a will 

and if you find it 

let's put our heads together for awhile 

and build our way back to 

the way we were 

before we 

were given doors 

to nowhere 

what were portrayed as choices 

like schools were we once were taught

to be obediant mimes 

(they even tried to take our voices) 

...but who are they?

no one ...but the wind 

to sweep your dust away

if you are not centered 

protected from the current of insanity

which passes for society...

which, by the way

no longer teaches piety...

just a part of a machine

which places function

slightly above your reach

the subject that are taught

are designed to encourage consumption

(of course remember, you are riding on the beast) 

but...

where are we 

we used to love and dream 

laugh and play 

we used to learn a trade 

...anything, we desired to be...

those endowed with the  ability to stay true

time enough to learn how

what happened

between then and now...

nothing that we cannot turn

the other way

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