Wake up

Wake up
Look at the world from above
Money is a commodity made up
Observe the poor
Ensnared by the sleazy elite
Wanting more
Wake up
The moon is not yours
It bears witness to your wrongs
Morality is your foe
And falsity the secret code
You're neither the boss nor the God
Your prey ought to be liberated
Freed from dos and don'ts
Wake up
Understand
We are in Space
Where none of your folly and plays
Cannot be bought sold or faked

Reviews

[Dave W.]

Oh I like this, I think those in power for get that the grave is no respecter of persons. I hope more of us wake up and I am glad you shared this poem.

[Kate]

Thank you. I hope things will change and get better, but I just cannot see it happening ....

[Dave W.]

I will hope with you, that has to account for something...when two people agree there is power there,