Everything comes down to people.
Why make life more complicated?
We are animals and shall remain so,
Why be afraid to receive and embrace this label,
For i do not see 'animals' bringing this planet to its knees.
“What’s the point anymore?”
So tell me now,
That i am clearly missing
Day-to-day nothings so sweetly occupy the mind,
Bring on the blinkers
And shut down the faculties
Yet It does not work on me
So I sit and wonder,
About why i am here
And you are here
And how it is i can think this,
And indeed how i can write this?
Oh so many questions,
The fundamentals that when combined
Form our very existence
Just how did it all happen?
What is it worth when all of space has given up its hand to entropy?
When space is deathly quiet and cool
And bearing in mind this, and the fact we are only animals
Here to observe a curious fluke of chemistry and coincidence
Why the fuck do we care about more money,
the most fashionable clothes,
career progression with material rewards,
And all the things that don’t matter?
Shutting ourselves in human cages
Signing away our life to work that changes nothing.
No attempt to challenge the status quo
or explore what is truly beautiful in life
take the easy road,
Fall in line,
Stamp out individuals and live as clones
Relentlessly seeing out time
Drinking to avoid thinking
Watching to avoid contemplating
Fighting to avoid reason
If you tell people what is wrong,
Put it in articles,
Encapsulate it in song,
And they still don’t get it,
And can’t save themselves
Then maybe it’s time for me to go,
And leave them to their merry dance with Satan
as i depart for higher ground,
watching the team leaders walk across their hot coals
Whilst gleaming gurus gush to the admiring hush,
I find myself thinking,
Maybe one day.
the Suburbanites will find their missing souls?
It was just a thought.