clarity. confidence. courage.
dancing with the dark moon’s
King of the Cosmic Dance
on fire, clearing the way
strengthened through the fire
toughening and tempering the metal,
slicing through the confusion.
sharpen the steel blade of the mind
hone the edge for precision,
in the surgery of removal
the strangling strands of thought
freeing the mind
to think new thoughts.
…new thoughts of freedom and peace,
for all to partake, equitably
clever writing and a shiny turn of phrase
confusing dull minds
with visions of grandeur.
hypnotic trance states of seduction,
luring the “tired, the poor, the huddled masses”.
to live a life of quiet desperation
is better than not living at all…
challenge pushes us to
adapt or die.
how do we choose?
why do we choose
what we do?
free will. free choice.
dangerous minds, leading it all.
down the drain, into the sewer.
uncompromising positions held too dear
keeping us tethered to the past,
creating more damage than good.
as the winds of change are blowing hard…
and the biggest Blow Hard of All
lives in the White-est House now
Chaos and Havoc reign over the lands.
will we “WOKE” to the Hate and Lies,
before it’s too late?
or will we choose
of growth, inclusion, and celebration among diversity…
for our species to survive,
and to thrive,
on this little blue planet,
we call home?
Poetic wyrd-spell by C.Shepard.2018.