I live through your eyes
I told you before
Answers need questions
Views need opinions
And opinions need challenging
I have my own
But that is not my game
Im here to express your desires and pain
To delve into your fantasy
Or write your reality
I want to force your tepid mind
To form the ability to critically think
To accept that its okay to make links
To find some common uncommon ground
without interruption,
An incomplete expression
of a truth or delusion
That you are allowed
To partake or dispute your reasons
And to see another side
That perhaps
You weren't brave enough to explore
Because you bought into
Your carefully constructed design
Telling you that you are of no consequence
And that your life is a thing to be governed
Just as your thoughts with nothing
but opinions and listen carefully
With no proof except what a small group
Agree what is science
But they ruined that word
When they told you studies show,
When they turned the dial up.in
Psuedo psychology
And you don't even know who you want
To be anymore
Because they took the guide ropes away
And made themselves gods
And twist you up.in knots
And still you think the homeless guy
Is a freak
The poet who writes an emotional wreck
The thinker is the unthinking
The ranter is uncaring
The activist is unblinking
Plotters deceiving
Schemers undoing believing
And I dont give any less than I can
To explain to you why
divided we fell
United we stood
But nothing matters as it should
we don't see half of it
And we don't give a shit if we could.
Love The Perspective
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Spoken word hits home terrain - "And still you think the homeless guy/Is a freak" Okay, so yeah. And, "I want your tepid mind/To form the ability to critically think." Somebody help me get these arrows out of my brain. SS, you nailed it.
Love your style, wit and
Love your style, wit and shrewed intelligent observations PP can't live without them! Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."