when
will we stop
excusing
the ignorance that passes
for innocence
the buffoonery
that dilutes
the existence of greatness
within
when
will it stop
these embarrassing displays
of self-mutilation
this thinly disguised
self-hatred
these
out of proportion denials
of truthwe freeze
the idiot box
on stations that carry
caricatures of nature
we slap nonsense
between two covers
and call it a book
we ignore our elders
disdain their advice
and make a mockery
of lovewhen will it cease
and desist
we call for
revolution
and wait for others
to change
our glass houses
are full of cracks and holes
a Wise One said
be the change you wish to see
but i guess the memo
wasn’t passed around
when will we be
at ease
and safe
in our skin
when will we stop believing
that different
means
inferior
that darkness is
a curse
that the streets
love us
and go home
when will we make a home
of acceptance
stop rejecting our youth
and deepen our roots
when
will we
be free
stop the world
and let me off
it’s turning much too fast
sun rise sun set
moon up
nightfall
the days are running from me
i can’t breathe
at this speed
can we at least
slow it down?
my concentration
has fractured in places
and i’m filled to the brim
with despair
where’s the fun i used to have
lazing around in the noon sun?
where’s the boredom i
used to claim
late at night
watching the minutes tick away?
stop the world
and let me off
my head seems
ready to explode
too much information
is crammed in
and i’ve got no way
to release
if knowledge is power
than i’ll gladly pass
and return to being meek
living life so gently
sweetly cautious
and leisurely
if you can’t stop the world
then just maybe
you can stop me
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