Post by Prophet on Mar 28, 2011 1:14:58 GMT -8
Coffee & Liberty
The stimulant called
caffeine surges through
my body – as I pick
up this pen, yet again –
violin screeches in the
background, awaiting
the sing along howl of
the rottweiler -----
and I await an original idea –
self-discipline snags,
mixed with social dreams,
Ah, there’s that howl,
how I knew that it
would come, spawned
by the sirens of
enforcement, safety
and Western Healing ---
and here I sit, just
a broke neo-hippie, with
shamanic ideals and a
spirit awaiting to fly
beyond this physicality we see,
and a soul awaiting the
pleasures of a material world
Out of work, jobless in
a culture based on status
And here I sit, writing,
waiting to see which path
I shall follow ----
people have worked to survive
throughout time, in harsh
living conditions, awaiting
pleasure between the path
that marks survival,
passing stories & myths through
word of mouth, otherwise
living the life of a cleric
or clergyman, in a sexually
repressed society, following
dogmatic ideologies -------
While I sit here at the dawn
of a new millennium, I
seek to cast aside
that repression of humanity
and be able to be ---
despite lack of wealth,
just needing the resources
to survive, and to send my life
in the directions that I desire.
Yet, are all desires fulfilling in
the end? or are they
merely the beginning of suffering?
Lack of means gets one
down, to wallow in the
quagmire of loss of motivation,
slovenly lifestyles based on looking
up from the bottom to those
at the top, instead
of looking inward, to find
the spark of creation at
the center, the core of the soul.
Self-discipline needed with a thought
of future possibilities---
you know, thinking ahead.
Tryin’ to be present in the now,
and happy with how things
have to be, to get
what one wants out of life.
Wantin’ to be me, yet
still socially respectable
with those who I decide to
associate & find those ideals
of harmony and mutual respect.
Seekin’ bliss in communication
and understanding, knowin’
it’s a two way street based
on listening and self-respect.
Oh, how I hope that freedom & liberty
can ring true for those that seek it.
The stimulant called
caffeine surges through
my body – as I pick
up this pen, yet again –
violin screeches in the
background, awaiting
the sing along howl of
the rottweiler -----
and I await an original idea –
self-discipline snags,
mixed with social dreams,
Ah, there’s that howl,
how I knew that it
would come, spawned
by the sirens of
enforcement, safety
and Western Healing ---
and here I sit, just
a broke neo-hippie, with
shamanic ideals and a
spirit awaiting to fly
beyond this physicality we see,
and a soul awaiting the
pleasures of a material world
Out of work, jobless in
a culture based on status
And here I sit, writing,
waiting to see which path
I shall follow ----
people have worked to survive
throughout time, in harsh
living conditions, awaiting
pleasure between the path
that marks survival,
passing stories & myths through
word of mouth, otherwise
living the life of a cleric
or clergyman, in a sexually
repressed society, following
dogmatic ideologies -------
While I sit here at the dawn
of a new millennium, I
seek to cast aside
that repression of humanity
and be able to be ---
despite lack of wealth,
just needing the resources
to survive, and to send my life
in the directions that I desire.
Yet, are all desires fulfilling in
the end? or are they
merely the beginning of suffering?
Lack of means gets one
down, to wallow in the
quagmire of loss of motivation,
slovenly lifestyles based on looking
up from the bottom to those
at the top, instead
of looking inward, to find
the spark of creation at
the center, the core of the soul.
Self-discipline needed with a thought
of future possibilities---
you know, thinking ahead.
Tryin’ to be present in the now,
and happy with how things
have to be, to get
what one wants out of life.
Wantin’ to be me, yet
still socially respectable
with those who I decide to
associate & find those ideals
of harmony and mutual respect.
Seekin’ bliss in communication
and understanding, knowin’
it’s a two way street based
on listening and self-respect.
Oh, how I hope that freedom & liberty
can ring true for those that seek it.