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sometimes I feel like a fool
caring in a world that exalts
greed
over compassion,
dominance
over unity,
exploitation
over sustainability,
the mob
over the individual…
Yet creativity continues to flourish within the dreamers and doers,
cresting curls of inspiration, among the ebbing tides of liberation.
The jagged fringe of commercialism and corporatism
consume and conspire to control,
and many like it that way — or so they think…
Souls bought and sold, as drones cram themselves into pre-made molds,
searching for satisfaction, with a series of cash transactions.
Paying for yesterday and tomorrow, with the tasks of today,
day after day, reflections skewed astray still glimmer, fizzled in the fray.
What to do?
Spark a fire! Got a match?
Better yet — toss a thought grenade!
Let’s shock some senses!
Turn reality around,
relish the profound.
Find yourself and free yourself,
then step forward to help someone else.
