We are accidents of Matter and Happenstance
standing, shrugged, solemn, schizophrenic adaptations
seeking solace.
Indeterminable will working tethers from above
Fretful for the future- forgetful of today ashamed of
Instances we couldn’t care less about
From a long past time.
More concerned with lotus and apple eaters (Panem et Circenses)
Than the diminishing sizes of our brains
Prometheus, our Father, bringer of light forgotten
While Pandora’s jar of evils
runs rampant like an outbreak
Wrangled world, philosopher life
We sit and wait watch Nation states
crumbling
All the neighborhoods (and towns and streets and cities and woods)
are starting to look the same.
Any ideology is a stranglehold
on the limits of your mind.
I swear- by my life and my love of it-
that I will never live for the sake of another man,
nor ask another man to live for mine.
Garbled junctures, misguided modes
Reality, it’s not honest-
so get up and find your own key.
I wrote this song specifically to remind you
Of your very own rationality.
Just think about it logically-
You couldn’t possibly be everything you’ve ever been led to believe.
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