It's Only Information

Does it really matter what we do, what we say Bombarding ourselves in others lives this way Does it really matter to share our words Powerful nouns, perennial verbs. Idle information brings evolution ? Extraneous ranting is others solution? To make profit from or boast to fame Since when are we meant to all be the same ? Is it our God given right to mould one another ? To preach, to teach and control one another ? As ego and vanity burns through and out Perhaps information we can do without? When it’s natural to grow with changes and nature Enlightening and brightening autonomy greater, Now wonder ‘essentials’ uncertain, no doubt Less information we may live without. To give and take, the giver and taker When the finale of life is one and the maker Should we not stand solo uniquely on own Without others effecting our journey back home? Maybe I’ll rest, Maybe I will sing my song Maybe there’s another path to travel along Maybe I will thrive and maybe sprout Without information I can do without. Maybe you’ll sit and maybe you’ll see May you have peace and simply just be For simple it great and never to flout Mere information, with or without.