Psychological warfare.

In the land of psychological warfare,

I came in the spaceship called Mama.

In the land of psychological warfare,

fake realities capture many minds

and the warfare keeps distracting, misinforming, and eluding the masses. 

Coming from a place beyond any place you can imagine in your imagination, 

Mama was my spaceship.

It took her nine months to get me here. 

Arriving from a lineage of dream chasers

I wept,

 for dreamers are despised and independent minds detested in the land of psychological warfare. 

In this land, 

there's too much joy I cry

too much pain I laugh. 

Like a lion, 

we ought to be with our own kind

we ought to be like the little ant that knows how to separate the tiny grains of sand with the tiny cubes of sugar in the land of psychological warfare. 

Reviews

[carl]

thoroughly enjoyed the interplay of serious questions with fanciful images. Would that we could discern between "grains of sand and sugar cubes" when it comes to physiological mish-mash. Very engaging and creative piece of work. -carl