Do you know a revolution that set the world to right? A controlled yet vicious anarchy that shed any light? With great system and great power, complacency rears its head, Violence festers relentlessly, protest, riot, bloodshed, To be unselfconscious so purposefully, To be genuine in your effort so lovingly, Stream that into your brain, let it sit for minute, It just can’t be done, so why must me mimic? You can’t outwit your own emotion, You can’t design grand devotion, Unable to forward your spontaneity, Confined in subservient corporeality, conditioned double standard of great disparity, For how would you judge such sound authority? One cannot carry themselves upon their shoulders, But, engrossed and distrait are left to moulder, Media haze lined with controversy, They misunderstand, abuse meritocracy, Pay no note to frail hypocrisy, Just muddle along in blissful harmony.
I created the universe because I was ALL, alone. I had nothing so I what I needed was a home. I watch what I’ve created but do not interfere Though my creations drown in ugliness and fear. I created a game where the players make the rules. And cheat on them so often so it seems Those rules were made for them to just pretend They are above what they most often are. So far from me though I long to be among them But they are the immovable object unstoppable Me Cannot help, but only see. I sometimes feel like Abbott and Costello got Me more than priests and rabbis do. I wonder who I am, do you?