Rabid Poet

Rabid Poet
Rantings

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Think


Poem ... Think

We like to think
That we are unique
Going through the day
Doing things their way

But there are strings
Tied to our soul
Directing a path
Largely what's told

What should we say
What should we do
Turn on the tube
Do what they ensue

What out there suffers
It's life for our meal
Crowded into our enclosures
No freedom to feel

We move on erringly
Dancing to their strings
Following their examples
Buying their things

How do we find
that path to our soul?
To discover our reality
And move beyond what's told

Earth keeps on spinning
Stars continue to blink
Will we awaken
To a new world of Think?

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