We loved videogames, Paul, Sam and me
Came up with an idea, started a company
Sales were good, but success was a curse
It started when the law said we must be diverse.
So we hired Mary, Chantelle, and Helene
But social media was their preferred scene.
Mary spent work time applying lotions
Helene said she was passed over for promotions.
Helene walked away with lots of dough
We settled her lawsuit, but it was a blow
Then we had to pay the business tax
Sam gave half our staff the axe.
Then the hydro plant fell to a progressive plan.
so salmon could swim upstream without a dam.
They built lots of turbines where trees used to grow
So our servers were down when the wind wouldn't blow.
Then Paul said that marriage should be between Adam and Eve.
An online mob descended like you wouldn't believe.
I told him to grovel, but we felt the sting
So I sold our patents to a guy in Beijing.
If you wonder why you can't get a job
Or the one that you got makes you feel like a blob.
Ask the idealists who care about all except you.
They're sitting at the levers, that self-righteous crew.
Some lie to the undecided
Disguise what they believe
Utopia is ahead, so it's easy to deceive
Some lie to themselves
To avoid facing glaring flaws
And the contradictions of their cause
Some lie to the faithful,
To make them hate more,
They stir up the fire, then walk out the door
Some lie to the lost ones,
With a hand on their back,
The more cannon fodder for the attack.
Some lie because they think
the truth could make you ignite
Do you want condescension or to know what is right?
It's a jungle out there
Between what's false and what's true
If it feels wrong, pursue every clue.
If it feels right, still truth pursue.
Utopian Smoke
David J Walker
tie-died Salesmen in ponytails
offered peace in an
Aquarian timeshare
for annual fees and considerations
keys of dried green grass line
Golden streets with Brass Bongs
And the utopians smoke
in long tokes exhaling
foreign views of a world
from the peaks of unnamed
Mountains
where Everyone is equal
Because everyone is No one
who drink from the same fountain
Addressing the various alias
Sir names on forged birth certificates
quoting Dylan as the
Odd god of mangled and
Meaningless phrases
The tie-died Salesmen in ponytails
Have taken apartments
On Wall Street
Some knock the utopians
believing they are unrealistic
But why not place hope in the
center of our world?
I am ready to believe
in the possibility of a better world
As did my grandmother and great aunts
Together, we can change the world
I voted today - I have not yet lost faith in the universal franchise
Peace.power, and joy
To all of you out there in the darkness
Hand in hand we will climb the mountain
Make it to the summit
With love in our hearts
Wander-Lust"
But once have hands gently caressed this face
Calming inward,a rest-less wanting hunger;
Softly striking the hearts inner pace,
Taming mans beast, that it may be as humble.
Shall I be-gone from this embrace?
...For it is I to choose but to stray;
Not un-like the fleeing avians race
Towards beckoning sun-lit skies.
As evening's blanket un-covers its infinite space;
Sky diamonds form their sempiternal theme
I have so longed for rest upon this place
To lavish within this utopians dream...
And so these thoughts I shall amend,
To fulfill this wander-lust,to no-wheres end...
Suspending ornaments within an abstracts reasonings....
Paramountic marvels of a phenomenas majestical wonders; these
Perceptions perceived along the paragons trails towards, the swallowing castles
Reflections amid the paradoxes silverish views; hues, of an artificial flavourings
Beliefs upon the impratical balconies foresight of, utopians dreams....
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....A Frankensteins theory?!
Note: Smile ~ Was considering the irony of certain things and, the love and light of
All things so, decided to drop a humble crumb into the basket ~ "'Love,' Always," John!:) ~
i stretch my arms to full length,
while i reach for the Stars.
a dream to be achieved,
not for a while now.
today i shall strain again,
Your radiance as my goal.
outward toward the setting sun,
utopians where We stroll.
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