Mind Control

Poem .... Mind Control

Things are good
So they say
Markets are up
Time to play

Build more cars
Those factories run
Our meaningless trips
Just for the fun

We cannot see
Oz pulling our strings
Behind the curtain
Images he streams

Notebooks here
Smartphones there
All looks good
Why should we care

And who now owns
Those images in our head
Keeping us cool
Away from the dread

We think we know
The direction we head
But far from reality
Mind control instead

Rabid Poet

New Year

Poem ... New Year

I try to see
How things could be
How backing away
Could set us free

Sharing cars
And sharing homes
Reducing expectations
Leaving our thrones

Mansions built
In mansions we live
And those we impress
No empathy they give

For this New Year
I change my vow
From negative prediction
To joy in the Now

To helping friends
Losing their way
To live in amazement
For just one more day

No one to blame
No place to go
Living day to day
In this Reality Show

Rabid Poet

Country Road

Poem ... Country Road

Take me home
To that past
To that time
When friendships last

On that dirt road
Fields of white
Cotton to be picked
Banjos into the night

I miss those days
Please take me there
Old country road
To those I care

Expressways to nowhere
I shall not go
All those new things
Just for show

Those rolling hills
Those foggy days
Singing those songs
Of our caring ways

So on I go
To where I knew
This old country road
Back to the true

Rabid Poet

Our Dreams

Our Dreams

We say stop, stop, stop ,stop
They say no, no, no, no
Got money to make
Got places to go
Cough, cough, cough, cough
Dim light shows through
Vague building outlines
Our dreams we pursue

Rabid Poet

Delusion

Poem .... Delusion

Sweet Delusion
You make my life possible
You give me visions
Of what can be
You take those dire predictions
And scatter them like dust in the wind
You fill me with joy
And wash dread down the drain
Some call you spin
Some call you pretend
I call you friend

Rabid. poet

Winding Down

Poem ... Winding Down

More is more
By any other name
The chase we're on
This achievement game

But do we need
Those shiny things
Those got-to-haves
That achievement brings

Maybe slowing down
A thing to do
Collect less stuff
When day is through

But winding down
Reeks of old
Rocking chairs
Past stories told

It may appeal
To just a few
Cutting back
Don't buy the new

And does it matter
Any way
That total quiet
That ends our stay

Earth's rotation stops
No sunlight new
Stars disappear
Our time is through

Rabid Poet

The Unfolding

Here we are
On Christmas Eve
We have a mission
That we must believe

Other places
We could be
Other distractions
We could see

What is important
Our day to day
We are together
On Christmas day

Also together
The rest of the year
To make our lives better
To live without fear

Your obligations
Are exceedingly long
But won't last forever
With attitude strong

We won't try to fix it
This part of a dream
We live for each day
In a changing stream

Incognito

Poem ... Incognito

We pull the strings
Behind the scenes
Those attachments
That money brings

Elected they are
Appointed hangers on
Doing our bidding
Loving their throne

We can't be known
The money we dispense
Our faces hidden
Behind corporate fence

Supreme Court
Rends it's OK
For us to stay hidden
Directing this play

So all you commoners
Who think you are bright
We remain incognito
Well out of sight

If you desire
To know who we are
Follow the money trail
It goes very far

Rabid Poet

Circles

Poem ... Circles

Round and round we go
Giving chase to our foe
Gas to our engine flow
Crowds cheering for our show

From far away they drive
To sit there in the stands
Cooler by their side
Chicken legs in their hands

Liquid from some ancient time
Some ancient fern forest floor
Keeps us going round
Pedal to the the floor

What is our mission
What is our plot
Our chase in circles
Win or win not

And in the end
When chase is done
We accomplish nothing
What have we won

We left behind
Sky a little more gray
And then on Sunday
Let us win we pray

So we continue
Our need to win
Our life in circles
Extinction not a sin

Rabid Poet

We Mutate

Poem ... We Mutate

We push on
Through the years
With our laughter
And our tears

Toward a time
When we lost control
In our consumption
Our soul we sold

Into a time
When polutions reign
And the living adjusts
Among many insane

But up ahead
A different life
Mutations collect
Among the strife

New life forms
Take their turns
Among the wreckage
The humanity burns

But what of us
Mutation brings?
We become the Adapters
Pulling new strings

Rabid Poet

Consume For Today

Poem ... Consume For Today

We move forward
Like a witch on a broom
Chanting our fixes
As we approach our doom

Bubble, bubble
Stir the mixes
Of growth and greed
And our pretend fixes

Consume on
We sing our song
More things to buy
More places to belong

We stir the pot
The skies turn gray
We chant our denials
And turn away

But saying our chants
Things to be OK
Don't worry about tomorrow
Consume for today

Rabid Poet

The Barrier

Poem ... The Barrier

Understanding male dominance
So hard as I try
Nor female timidity
As time rushes by

Excuses are many
And denial the norm
Where are we going
With this gathering storm

This wall we created
So long and so tall
Can't reach understanding
Without a precipitous fall

We created abstractions
Of corporate belief
Scripted by leaders
With goals of a thief

I poke a hole
In that barrier create
It closes quickly
And so does our fate

So I have accepted
That barrier wall
Growth and consumption
The fate of us all

Rabid Poet

What Gods

Poem ... What Gods

There is the Sun
There is the Moon
Doing godly things
To make us swoon

There is the ocean
The deep blue sky
More godly things
Some question why

But wait
There is only one
Forget the Moon
Forget the Sun

Who decided that?
Can be only one!
Written in a book
Challenged by none

The Sun shines on
The Moon hangs in the sky
They shall forever be worshipped
As eons pass by

Rabid Poet

The Role

Poem ... The Role

We play this role
Of who to be
Of suits to wear

Of who to see

The Earth turns on
Complexities untold
Our numbers keep growing

Things to be sold

We can adapt
To changes we make
Block those Sun rays
Global Warming is fake

We have lives to live
New industries to be
More houses to build
So we can be free

Forget those college loans
Forget QE Two
Get more credit cards
They will see us through

The trees die out
So the waters rise
Nothing we can do
No big surprise

We will wear those suits
And do what we are told
So life can be good
As we gather our gold

Rabid Poet

Into the Light

Into the Light

With all my might
I seek the light
Beyond this darkness
Called human delight

I hear the cries
Of different eyes
Of furry ones
Saying goodbyes

Of endless lines
Of thing called car
Going nowhere
On endless tar

If I can see
A bit of light
Toward it will I go
To escape this night

Like a moth awaiting
That bit of light
That holds promises
Of meaningful flight

If that door is opened
And light streams in
This time is ending
And a new to begin

Rabid Poet

Arranging Reality

Poem ... Arranging Reality

To be or not to be
Is it what we see?
That interpretation
We create so carefully

Those things we were taught
Those things we were told
Will they stay with us?
Until we grow old

But if we choose
A different meme
One that we create
A reality dream

If we make it up
What we want it to be
It become a choice
Arranging reality

After all is said
After all is done
The reality we see
Is unique to each one

Rabid Poet

Change

Poem ... Change

Change is coming
No holding back
The old is fading
No longer on track

The new we fear
Hanging on to old
You be predictable
So we are told

But within that change
A new brightness shines
And things that we see
That brightness defines

We can't stop change
We must say goodbye
To things we are used to
The new we must try

As change happens
We must not dread
Freshness is coming
New visions in our head

We must praise them
Those things we have known
For the gifts they gave us
So that we may move on

Rabid Poet

Pleasing Game

Poem

Pleasing Game

Those you try to please
Will bring you to your knees
They will take your future
And put it in a squeeze

Stand your own ground
Go your own way
Give them a smile
And bid them good day

Their traps are set
For a new passerby
To take on more pleases
Their heads in the sky

Continue your path
And watch them dance
Trapped in their pleasing game
Life in a trance

Doom On

Doom On

Doom on, Doom on, we Doom on.
We peddle down the street
Looking for that special treat
Past vacant buildings we go
Past vacant buildings we go
We are Doomer Girls
Peddling our merry way
Scavenging things to show
Scavenging things to show
Doom on, Doom on, we Doom on

Into vacant buildings we break
Anything useful we take
Past vacant buildings we go
Past vacant buildings we go
We are Doomer Girls
Best tattoos they can make
Scavenging things to show
Scavenging things to show
Doom on, Doom on, we Doom on

Smirnoff here, Jack Daniels there
Bottles of liquid gold in our care
Past vacant buildings we go
Past vacant buildings we go
We are Doomer Girls
Into abandoned liquor stores
Scavenging things to show
Scavenging things to show
Doom on, Doom on, we Doom on

We see clouds of doom
Coming from every vacant room
Past vacant buildings we go
Past vacant buildings we go
We are Doomer Girls
Biking back to Doomerville
With scavenged things to show
With scavenged things to show
Doom on, Doom on, we Doom on

Poem by Rabid Poet

Memes of Extinction

Memes of Extinction
Twirling in my head
Visions of Comings
I totally dread

How did we get here
This ungodly place
Scenes of desolation
Now commonplace

Cities deserted
Except for a few
Living like rats
Their expectations now through

Could we have changed
Spiraling out of control
Not very likely
We lived as were told

Needing new houses
Needing new cars
Industry growth
Blocking the stars

I yearn for that silence
As we become few
And this Blue-Green Planet
Restarts anew.