Do as told, believe what we have written ~ Anything else, existent didn't. Bow to the monarchs, pay your tax ~ Follow the system, believe in our facts. A three week vacation each year ~ Prescription drugs and surgery the cure. Outside the box, wind up on the rocks ~ Work, grow old, retire, expire. Myths and legends, stories mentioned ~ Fables, Menehune too. Giants and unicorns, what about dinosaurs? Why is there a dark side of the moon? Question what's said, don't hook, line and sinker ~ Reality now up to you. Majority sheep, minority they keep ~ Manipulated, controlled and lied too. It's been the way for ever so long ~ Corraled, branded and tethered ~ So - flipping the switch, owning our own ~ Sovereign free birds of a feather.
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What floats your boat; sends you over the moon? Lights your fire; inspires, wires, feels attuned? Have had so many things, sparked pursued, An endless stream. Reality from dream. So lit, didn't need rest. Professional job or some artsy sway ~ Work or play, night and day. Throughout it all another thing, a persistent urgent urge ~ A purpose asleep, something deep, a reason to be here, a goal. Fix something broken, known but not spoken ~ A giant necessary reason, to exist. Have a body to do it, physical universe use it~ Dig deep to find it, remember and succeed. Really often hard to recall, but despite that all ~ The urge is to do good. Help your family, neighbors, friends. Be apart of a community, further its unity. How you do this and to what degree, is yours to choose ~ Once you're raised, you fit your own shoes. Find your own passion, create your own fashion. Yup! What floats your boat? |