Stellar

We gladly face the fury of the sun
Impatient for the winter to be done
Oblivious to waning states of grace
The fury of the sun we gladly face

With open arms absorbing deadly rays
We brightly welcome longer warmer days
Enchanted by the seasons temperate charms
Absorbing deadly rays with open arms

A great big blast, and finally at the end
We’ll get prepared for coldness to descend
But cataclysmic outbursts happen fast
And finally at the end, a great big blast.

Offset

As the equinox progressed
Who ever would have guessed
That things could be so lopsided
Whichever way you lean
You must admit the scene
Is currently incredibly divided
If only love could sway
Those who have fallen away
Perhaps they’d be more open minded.

Unsupervised

They’ve created a world so fake it’s obscene
Unless your attention adheres to a screen
Then it’s inclusive, progressive and green

And now there’s an app you can put on your phone
That monitors meds and the thoughts you condone
But I‘ve got this hang up—my mind is my own.

Armor Up

Will you turn me in for telling these tales
My poor misguided friend?
I can only hope that truth prevails
Though it’s not the latest trend.

Please take the time to study things
You’ll see how much is wrong
And realize (although it stings)
They’ve lied to us all along,

And when you finally face the source
Of their immense deceit
You may don mail and join our force
That prays for their defeat.

Artificial

“There’s a big fat robin on the lawn!” he said
And then he finished his cinnamon bread
While hoping that the spring would be
Less brutal than the frigid spree
He had just endured.

The warming spices on his tongue
Reminded him of when he was young
And people were careful what to chew
Depending on more wholesome fare, but knew
Substitutions had occurred.

Flop

If failure equaled gold
I’d have too much to hold
But such is not the case
Though if it were best brace
Yourself for the market crash
My fortune flips in a flash.

Upbeat

I wept for the world today
Aware of the minor role I play,
I wondered what I could do or say
To resolve in a positive way

The progression of lies that I hear
Whose dominant feeling is fear
Inciting the mindless to sneer
Rejecting the truths we hold dear--

But the composer is partial to horns
And has a big set that adorns
A visage that haughtily scorns
The love of a maker who mourns

So I’ve got to pick out the notes
That silence the liar who gloats
And possibly even promotes
A joyful sound in all throats.

Rewind

You hear the first few notes
And though it’s been a while
That classic song promotes
The healthy kind of smile

As you’re transported back
To carefree summer days
A trip on a familiar track
Your happy mind replays.

Totally

Do you really know what’s real
Have you ever tried to see
Beyond their droll insipid spiel
Or asked yourself How can this be?

Do you truly comprehend
Their drivel is nothing but lies
Concocted to cause an emotional trend
When logic suggests otherwise?

Will you actually do as you’re told
By those who obey the machine
(forsaking any beliefs you may hold)
And bow to the beast on the screen?

Shot

You can trust me
I have a degree
Don’t be confused by contradictions you see

Won’t you comply
It’s not like we’d lie
In hopes that the multitudes silently die

Roll up that sleeve
And let us relieve
Your doubts, for government never deceives.

The land of the free
Has now ceased to be
Don’t be confused by contradictions you see.

Have ❤

To watch it all unfolding
As it was once foretold
Reneges the doubtful scolding
Of those whose hearts turn cold
And strengthens those upholding
The One that broke the mold.

The world has turned outrageous
In need of some repairing
There’s nothing more contagious
Than love from someone caring
We’ve got to be courageous
And keep on fondly sharing.

Played

The forest was shrinking but the trees kept voting for the axe.
For the axe was clever and convinced the trees that because his handle was wood he was one of them.

West Asian Fable

If you must elect an axe
At least pick one with strings
(Just make sure they aren’t controlled
By any puppeteers)
I’ve had enough of all these hacks
We need a soul that sings
Or else we will be pigeonholed
Forever ruled by fears.

Formulaic

I think I’ll have a chemical stick
And then I’ll drink some too
The bubbly toxins nice and thick
Almost enough to chew

I took the time to jumbo size
My garbage wrapped in red
But when will we all realize
Just what we’re being fed?

Glaring

I feel even more
Disconnected than before
Their endless lies the dullest roar

And watch the sunlight cease
As darkened clouds increase
Obscuring any chance for peace

To grace the souls that pray
For truth to light the way
And dissipate the stifling gray

Then suddenly I’m struck
By a brilliant beam that snuck
Through the clouds, a sign of luck?

Exorbitant

It’s time for evil to flourish
The wicked are smirking with glee.
Their one imperative?
A nonsense narrative
Convincing the crass and boorish
To fetter the land of the free.

The future looks bleak for dissidents
That like to think their own thoughts
If you don’t agree rapidly
The censors will happily
Delete your entire existence--
Inclusiveness has a high cost.