Saturday, 3 September 2022

[ Sundial ]


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Sundial

Instead of keeping me ignorant of time and light

they made me smart, and educated,

and with that these prowlers stole my innocence 

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Sundial

Shouldn't my naivety have been the yardstick

as the solar paradox's a means to return 

to a lesser world, one ruled by nature's demands

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Demystified Sixty five.





Note.

Ah, to live in a world ruled by Creation,

but no, you made me a slave to my whims 

you make believe that I control my own destiny

that all can, no should, strive after wealth and fame

and now what to choose today, do we visit Disneyland

or Hollywood maybe Bollywood or perhaps trending Qatar

and kill that little voice at the back of the mind, a conscience,

that whispers to me of floods in Pakistan, the droughts in Africa,

of extincting Uighurs, of extincting species from insect to mammal,

and of new fused forces of evil, billions that will soon march, all over

but no, just too far away, not of my colour nor of my tribe, and besides

tonight's Netflix on and tomorrow my successful career, so kill the thought,

any, but that one that satisfies me, myself and I as was taught by this society.



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