Time To Think Again

Before, there was no time to think

thoughts which were mine alone

Sanity always on the brink

matter rubbing against the bone

Now, my head, in a fog so dense

seems stuck in lowest gear

But I’m driving through the darkness, on a train from whence

toward a shift into the clear

Then, when morning comes, with it’s sparkling dew

like a curious child, I shall start anew

pondering dreams my heart will send

of sunnier days, carried in on the wind

 

 

 

 

 

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REAL LIFE,  is now t.v. drama

it’s participants merely

acting out some pathetic part

They should be paid millions

Certainly the skills are much better

than those of trained actors

There are the ones who pretend

to care, as they manipulate

their so-called friends, parents,

husbands, wives, or partners

Some are experts at rationalizing

while others constantly pat themselves

on the back, as they puff their heads up

Then there are those who instead

of trashing the poor acting job

they have been doing, decide

they’ll play a new part

one of power and control

So, they begin to beat a poor soul

with a bat, in the dark of night

or steal a young child

sleeping in his crib

or kidnap and rape a teenager

as she walks home from

her school bus stop

or stab and rob someone

for money, for their drug habit

or shoot to kill any random being

that lines up in the rifle scope

So, who needs reality shows on t.v.

They are just child’s play

If you really want some drama

in your day, turn off the t.v.

and look around you

REAL LIFE is coming soon

to a theater called YOU