There is so much to remember and what of it would matter
to a silent universe devoid of humans or sentient beings?
All the poetry, all the literature what is it for?
The universe is mute to our desires our ambitions
Just as all we amounts to nought in the universe
with each passing moment of our lives.
Every generation forgets and the next generation has to learn again
Teenagers are hard wired to ignore their parent advice
so why do we bother, why do we bother with social order,
with moral relativism or absolutism?
Their generation will ask if such a thing as good or evil in the universe exists?
What is the hunger in human being that there even be a God?
Why is he good, why do the right thing? Who will impose order when God is dead?
The minimally educated, the war dis-empowered, drunken proletariat
manipulated by riches of man’s regress, greed and ambition
that make us fight against that which will benefit all men.
As moral relativism collapses, moral absolutism collapses too
and chaos takes its place,
Resist…. children, resist: question thoroughly
deduce logically, induce imaginatively and compassionately.
When babies cry they cry for all of us
all of us burdened by this spiritual dis-ease
a disease ignored and replaced by the desperate attempt
to find the masses and to fit in – no matter the cost.
Yet we rue so sadly, we crave praise, and cover up blame,
all the time looking away from our rights and responsibilities
for personal freedoms, handling over our hard won privacy
to social media, its algorithms of money and the mind
for big brother who still keeps the watchful eye on us.
We settle for this psychological detention until the only choice left to us
is nothing more than competing brands in the supermarket isle
which are nothing more than warehouses of compliance
where we exchange consumer rights for citizen rights
We remain the drunken proletariats unable to rise up.
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