You Came From the Moon?
You came from the moon...
Now you’re on this crazy planet
Trapped in plastic
Trapped in drastic...
changes.
No, you’re not that guy.
But you’re not all that different.
Packaged. Sold for a silly price.
But I want to comfort you tonight.
There is no way to lose.
Lifting the veil of the ups and downs
you start to see the pattern
there’s something...else.
except, when there isn’t
the electric shock sends you flying into
a morbid hopelessness
Why is there no way to lose
there’s plenty to lose!
well where were you before?
and why can’t you remember if you were?
and if there’s nothing beyond this
underneath this
in and around and thoughout this
if nothing is this
then why is this?
and why
do you
want to know so badly?
why do your hairs bristle when you
hear these sounds?
what’s in a smile?
Maybe there is a sterile, clinical explanation.
in fact, I’ve heard them.
but what makes the whole thing move
in the first place?
....
Hey!
~KafkA
Graham Smith is a Voluntaryist activist, creator, and peaceful parent residing in Niigata City, Japan. Graham runs the "Voluntary Japan" online initiative with a presence here on Steem, as well as DTube and Twitter. (Hit me up so I can stop talking about myself in the third person!)
So many questions about the before and after, don't forget it's the present that matters xx Great poem Graham x
Thank you :) Yes. You're right.
Nice poetry sir.
Thanks for sharing have a great night sir.