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down in the clouds
digitalextremist
down is where they say I am
said I’m missing out on a joyous gem
except I don’t live in their dream with them
mine’s nightmares based on a true story
not fantasies, flags and battle glory
never was sold on freedom
at least this term or model year
besides it’s better to suffer
for a little while we’re here
while there is trauma to be had
my grip on reality will have no buffer
there is no reason for always being glad
sure, I love to live and like to often smile
I love God, people, vacations once in a while
but lately every over thought makes me sad
mental pictures of starving children
seconds away, miles away, oceans away
fooled military dying for who knows what reason
school kids on crack and track to pregnancy or prison
people jailed for the flavor of air they breath
I just can’t always be up if I trust my gut
maybe I wear my heart out on my sleeve
maybe I need to pack my things and leave
or maybe we all need some time to grieve
instead of sporting smiles at the funeral
as this titanic sinks it’s dancing as usual
can’t take a break from futility to save our life
in fact I have to join if I want to support my wife
forget that, in the interest of truth I must insist
turn around and acknowledge doom looming behind us
not everyone needs to think globally, but I do for us
I trust God who said He left the task to us
so this is me worried about us
planning to do something about us
optimistic, working to redirect us
like at the gate of the greatest park
beckoning, yo quit playing in the muck
I have more or as much bite as I have bark
can drive high speed in thick fog, rain and dark
scratching my head at the speed limit you mark
let me go and see social figures hit with a thud
have me help you, get a servant hearted bud
all we need is unity and truth
the rest already runs in our blood
our bodies: programmed transportation
pleasure sensitive, favoring relaxation
the real you looks on from a two eyed booth
the you that grew or got stuck in your youth
it takes a lot of energy and frustration
plenty of stamina and determination
we cruise like slaves on a plantation
we’re not going anywhere, yep gotta live
trained like dogs in childhood for loyalty
made submissive by the card carrying majority
captive work market, frozen like priests at puberty
meanwhile the work and prosperity leaves this country
ahem, wait
you’re saying I need to keep forging on?
struggle purposelessly because I’m your son?
child of failed system transitioned into detention
I can work with people internationally on a solution
don’t you think its the youth’s turn for intervention?
with other systems, never too embarrassed for an invitation
want some pizza? I put it next to my dysfunctional workstation
however with the livelihood system this is a need-to-know nation
you need to know how to work it, I need not for your protection
nope, didn’t spent enough time in a mind numbing institution
but with a failed system maybe that’s my best qualification
glad I took personal responsibility for my own education
so, until this is realized I’m writing from an island
looking lowly next to affluent pre-signal turning-land
begging for work, subsistence, spiritually over broadband
might as well be a digital beggar with an outstretched hand
sign reading, “need food
got rejected by what you planned
just didn’t understand
no encouragement but a reprimand
needy before you I stand
I’ll make you three to five thousand on your grand”
just don’t make me pick a future from a fanned out hand
don’t make me smile with my friends stuck in never-land
don’t make me file down lines of men mentally canned
don’t push me out of the clouds, I’m also on land
I’m of the new digital-age humanity brand
gold resulting from how the last wave panned
this frown is me starving gagged at a hot-dog stand
holding secrets, watching time fall as grains of sand
demanding antiquated hinderances disband
then I’d be happy to shine satisfying a command
for now I’m making the best of bland
working to fix the future with typing hands