Commercialism
Habits are difficult to break…
and when lethal it is as if trying
to scale a fence with barbs at the top.
Smoking, drug addiction,
bad relationships
attach to one’s spirit like flypaper
or gooey-spider-webs, entrapping
the soul, gumming-up divine essence
making it difficult for God to be heard
above the interference, and for us
to discern the clear, clean direction
of Mother Nature.
We are not only what we are born with,
but also what we see, open our ears to
and what we ingest--
Stop being manipulated! Turn off
conditioning echoes--the TVs,
radios and computer magnets
that are playing havoc with our moral
compasses, both physical and mental--
Don’t let commercialism be the
death of Free-thinking in Humanity!
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