Picture ItA Poem by Rebekah SmithThis was entirely spontaneous...Picture a planet of blue & of green Spinning around in a black that's supreme Aside from glowing pinpricks of stars Burning gaseous balls, miles apart. And on that coloured, spinning sphere That we have, suspended here The conditions are exactly right To birth all varied branches of life. Tiny molecules of Hydrogen & Helium Made waves of energy and I'm still feelin' 'em We're compiled out of the same stuff as the stars We're all family, just scattered far apart And if you'd listen to your spirit and your heart You'd understand it's been this way right from the start. Things develop into other things. Energy is never destroyed. Nature always takes the easiest path - A strategy we haven't deployed. Pushing for instant gratification Steeped in the blood & bones of nations But the people on the streets boil with frustration So I wanna know: what's the real motivation? The world is being turned into a giant corporation But I don't know one person who wants that. They're passing bits of legislation So silently, we can't fight back. But then again, we don't have the brains This education is a sham Making knowledge & wisdom sources of pain And molding all the kids that it can Into direction-taking, Smile-faking morons With heads full of rules, shame & fear When they started out reactive, like Boron Fizzing with electric-spark ideas. My emotion and my intellect Can be a struggle to connect Sometimes, it's more feeling than words Speaking the language that cannot be heard. Energy, subtle vibrations and more Are all being neglected. And all of our aching spirits are sore Because LOVE is being rejected. Misdirected, chopped and screwed We don't know what the f**k to do The answer lies in being TRUE - The one thing we refuse to do. There's no place for love in this world of men. And this world has to fall. Rebuilt from the ashes, to rise again - A world created for all.
© 2017 Rebekah SmithAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorRebekah SmithBristol, South-West, United KingdomAboutThis is an extrememly hard box to fill, so my idle mind will leave it to your creative one. more..Writing
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