The Coup of it All

Still smiling here… the smoke fills the air of life…

soo much to say and yet no one to talk to…

The day is long and cold, greeting me with a gray haze of deception and unmet expectations…

Mirror, Mirror on the way… show me ignorance and fallacy… as you do every waking morning..

Not today… laughter fills the lungs and captivates the soul…

Like a small child awaiting the wonders of Christmas morning, not knowing or believing in disappointment…

The skys will open soon… the air will turn…

The fire of life burns in the living room, keeping us all warm…

See now why we are all here… Together in one place yet divided in heart…

Porcelain smiles and manikin body language fills the scene…

Baseball bat to the mirror… smash the normal, rip the fake, destroy the template…

Launch the grenade of chaos over the wall and watch them all run…

Few will accept the fiery explosion of life and see it for what it really is…

The hours pass now… no closer to where we need to be, over stimulated and under energized…

Caffeine can no longer wakes the soul, creativity dies on the set of Ground Hog Day…

cultivate the world for your own, launch the coup from you living room from behind a screen… death isn’t real if it digitized… no ones hurt if we can see it…

vicariously living out the American dream… one nightmare at a time…

awake… breath…

stand up, we shall not be moved, except by a child with no socks and shoes…

except by a women dying from a loss of food…

except by a freedom fighter bleeding on the cross for you…

 

 

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