Revolution

The world around resounds with sounds –
Revolution?
Revelation?
One nation?
When again?

Never.

One planet
Under natural law,
We’re only monkeys after all.

After a fall
It’s time to begin again,
A mistake is a time when
You learn to stand tall,
See the score.

They’re only monkeys wanting more,
Just children playing at war.

Desire’s
A fire that burns from within
Like a red hot pin piercing your skin,
Burning towards a heart within,
With a heat and a craving
No matter can save him
From.

Tomorrow is another day,
Another path, another way,
Another chance to kneel prey
And say
To the God within
It’s time to loose the need to win,
Time to re-begin,
Time to look within;
Loose the need to win,
And you will.

But we’re skipping along a windowsill,
With a burning desire to kill at will,
And a personal crave for and power and needing
And getting,
Forgetting the life,
Or the wife,
Until loneliness slices your heart like a knife;

Then you’re skipping along a windowsill
With a burning desire to kill at will.

This world is not a place for livers,
Lovers, brothers,
Or children with mothers;
Mother fuckers
Fucked it up,
bruked it up,
Chucked it up,
Some people down here are just too deaf to hear,
Or are standing to near
To see the world clear…

Until,
After a fall
It’s time to begin again.
A mistake is a time when you learn
To stand tall,
Not appalled
But reflect on the falling.

Stand back and you’ll hear our planet earth calling.

It’s falling
Through space
And the whole human race is racing to clear up a debt;
A debt to the people who live on its surface,
A debt of a life that is incomplete yet.

Sitting I think of people:

Those that I have never met,
Those that I will never know,
Those whose stories look like mine,
Those whose lives were lead too slow,
Those who, like me have never known,
What it is to live,
Those who, like me have never shown
All they have to give,
Those seeds, like mine that though were sown
Weren’t watered enough to become fully-grown.

Still…

Tomorrow is another day,
Another path, another way,
Another chance to kneel pray
And say
To the God within
It’s time to loose the need to win,
Time to re-begin,
Time to look within;
Loose the need to win
And you will.

Still…

No,

Still.

This is from deep in my adolescence – I was probably about 22 – and it’s purely exploring the struggle between the process of being and the experience of living. I like it for that reason.

Nowadays, I see it as a little simplistic but sometimes that’s the best way to explore polar opposites. 

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