They've tricked and treated you with institutionalized
fear, lured you in with the pledge
of unlimited golden sticks of gum.
Nothing new. As far as they're concerned, you've
already been bought and sold. It's a done
deal. But I'm here to offer you this song
instead, it can easily be turned like
a skeleton key. Try it out. Once you've
chosen to unlock your freedom over
heavy commercial slavery, the rest
is left up to you. You've got to walk out
of the programmed lack that surrounds you, like
welded tick tock bars, on your own juice. You've
got to turn away from the lust for things
that don't really matter. They are only
pretty painted illusions of tables
and chairs, beds and porches meant to mask your
own deepest feelings about what's honest
and important to you. If you don't feel
some joy in what you say yes to, then you
are not making the best choices with or
for yourself. They are going to drop their
truly nasty bombs on innocent school
children whether you like it or not. They're
going to gouge and raise the prices on
everything needed to survive today
whether you agree to it or not. They
just don't care if you live or die. They care
about making more hate and money out
of self-righteous lies. They are pointing their
always safety-off weapons at your hung
weary heads whether you are peacefully
protesting or not. They're not interested
in talking because they don't care what you
might have to say. They arrogantly use
proof of arguments for target practice.
That's what we're up against. They divide men
from women, children from families, and
deny human kindness can exist at
all because it is lacking in taking
non feeling advantage and using the
basic killer instincts to control a
situation. But, they, themselves, insist
on living in secret luxury and
eating and drinking greedily every
meal while they starve the workers of the world
around them with empty rhetoric and
false promises of lending a helping
hand. It's all done with smiles and logic and
many floppy open handed gestures.
There are other paths to be had here that
have nothing to do with being taught how
to kill without mercy. It's time to make
something better come true. It's time to find
the center again. Give what you would want
to be given. Put your attention where
your heart can be glad for a little love
magic. Be fierce and ready when you are
needed. Celebrate your life in every
instant, and flow with every sacred breath.
That should be enough to get you started.
Still, if you've got to rest for a moment,
I'm your poet. I know it's been hard on
everyone since leaving the garden. I'm
still going to be your poet, believe
me, but I'm no saint. All I'm saying is,
this world, it's ours, take your share, get it as
far away from hate as you dare, as humanly
possible, because we belong
together. The blue planet as seen from
outer space makes that point very clear each
and every day. You're alive. Act like it.