Sometimes you have to turn off the tv to hear a little better
Listen
Just a little closer, please
Don’t want to scare you…
Why do we ignore so many prophets!
Wake up!
Listen to the music with your whole soul!
Instead, instead
We snatch them up
Purge them of their life-giving relevance
Put them on little tiny pedestals
In little tiny rooms
With a scholar or priest to dissect them into a million pieces
That blow away and scatter forever
With a sneeze
It's true , we are diseased--
But pills won't cure our soul
It's true , some of us have a lot of money--
But what will we do with it?
You think I don't know you
But I have seen your pain
In your enormous car--you can't hide in there
Your enormous car wails your anguish when you can't
Or won't
I know you think you need it
At any expense
Mortgage the house
Get gap insurance
Mortgage the planet
Blood for oil
Why are you so loyal
To corporations
But cheat on your wife--
She is a person!
That is a machine
She wants to love you
That wants to sell your hard-working soul
For the lowest price
At the highest profit
To people who can't afford it
You are a sucker
I know you don't want to be
"But it's biology…"
Grow up
To start, try just one
Only work forty hours this week
Or seduce your wife
See if you're less of a man
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