The world is changing in a profound way,
by the philosophy of fear and lies.
You can't trust a word politicians say:
they connive and editorialize.
And legislate laws that legitimize
corruption and greed, for personal gain.
The tactics they employ to terrorize
are indispensable to Hate's campaign.
Dictators strip democracy away
slowly, before folks start to realize.
Tyrants interject God into the fray:
persecuting all who dare criticize.
The ignorant are taught to recognize
the poor and weak as the root of their pain.
Ways to demonize and rationalize
are indispensable to Hate's campaign.
Potentates kill people who are born gay:
their death is just something to televise.
Fakers, pretending to believe, they pray:
their fake beliefs, simple to synthesize.
Bigotry's easy to popularize,
despite being cruel and inhumane.
And fascists willing to militarize
are indispensable to Hate's campaign.
Fascism is set to materialize
and show its ugly face, yet once again.
And propagandists that destabilize:
are indispensable to Hate's campaign.
Take a slow tick of time
to shut-down the brain.
Rebooting also works,
the writing on the mind wall
will probably continue,
but don't get back on the thought train,
The much annotated, over-cluttered script
will fade away
when your eyes begin to look through it.
We are all born with a soft spot
atop our heads, that aperture is still there,
it opens when you unplug
from all your self-talk.
The starry universe can now pour in,
or just a scent of an unworldly flower
that swoons your sense.
Keep brainless, sit apart from its
scrolling word-monitor,
sit, lay or stand one breath away
from its constant chatter,
watch from a distance
watch the one who watches
do not editorialize
just observe.
That metaphysical hole
in your emptying head
will let your Higher Self inward
and it will fill you with wonder
until you know there is no 'you'
at least until once more
you turn back on
your beeping and buzzing brain
to find some news of yourself.
Take a moment to shut-down the brain.
Rebooting also works,
the writing on the mind wall
will probably continue,
but don't get back on the thought train,
The much annotated, over-cluttered script
will fade away
when your eyes begin to look through it.
We are all born with a soft spot
atop our heads, that aperture is still there,
it opens when you unplug
from all your self-talk.
The starry universe can now pour in,
or just a scent of an unworldly flower
that swoons your sense.
Keep brainless, sit apart from its
scrolling word-monitor,
sit, lay or stand one breath away
from its constant chatter,
watch from a distance
watch the one who watches
do not editorialize
just observe.
That metaphysical hole
in your emptying head
will let your Higher Self inward
and it will fill you with wonder
until you know there is no 'you'
at least until once more
you turn back on
your beeping and buzzing brain
to find some news of yourself.
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