STUPID
CLOUD #2
We
tell ourselves we like not having a choice
that
we do what we do because we have to,
everybody
does. We insist upon it!
We
know as children we learned to deny what we truly want
in
order to avoid the pain of not getting it. Remember?
We
pay pros to convince us we can do no better.
We
repeat it to ourselves in mantras of song
Greed
gremlins who lick their chops
rub
their hands together
laugh
their asses off
They
see us play along
We
dance on cue to a tune played by a non-existent
piper,
then
we
pay somebody else to get
our
kicks for us.
We
serve an unseen master
give
it names but have no idea how close it is, the bastard
its
allure seems irresistible
we
listen, charmed, as if...
Who
are we?
That
mirage told us in secret we had to stand by while
they
stole something we didn't need and covered it up.
We
went along.
And
we have been going along since at a quickened pace.
We
are the rabble that watches. But
who
are we really?
We
are like a lost bunch.
With
a map to paradise that we believe to be the true one
who
want to go there
but
who do not know where we are
so
for us the map
is
useless
So,
instead of going to the trouble of finding out where on that map
we
are we just pick any road and follow it and forget the destination.
We
know as children we learned to deny what we truly want
in
order to avoid the pain of not getting it. Remember?
