Who I am and my purpose for being on earth
Is the knowledge received pondering while alone.
Exploration of oneself brings strength to the soul,
But to reach out to others in love is the goal.
Others’ selves are as mine, as true science has shown,
And the ways we are different calls for our mirth.
People coming together to act as one force
Is an ideal outdated. Inundated so
With obtuse innuendo, The Dream is on hold
‘Til the general cleansing about to unfold.
In Cooperation, and with all that we know,
We’ll return to some governance most can endorse.
Ancient systems dissolving are those of perverse
Patriarchal imperial supremacy…
And, of course, that means white men. The colored ones are
To be kept in their places, which are very far
From the levels reserved for the powers that be
In control of perceptions and making life worse.
We The People United and ready for change
Have ourselves to believe in. Each one is a voice
Come of age in seclusion, now ready to shout
With a loudness invincible and little doubt
That our rights aren’t for barter or proxy by choice.
Madness had become normal. It’s now more than strange.