Evolving Thoughts of an Eve
Lovers have come before and they will come again,
More than carnal want is what he wants but he goes without
The connection, trivialized by immediate gratification, cherished
By one who knows the difference… found in friendships but lacking
The intimate closeness, the hugging and kissing and holding. Sorely missed
And wished but not found in the dismissive, missives he is given by those
That continue to dis him and dismiss him as less than holding his own
In a world where seeing is being and inside he’s dying like flies on lights
At night. The fright to be seen as the star you are is where the misshaped world is
Raping the shaping of a twice riven soul. Driven by fire and desire to help others rise higher
And stoke the pyres of creative essence, an effervescent presence that is the first step
Towards an innocence lost back where we began before the whore of greed took the world
And need lost meaning of truth and the youth were the bright spots of life before
Fictitious strife ruined lives in the name of “freedom” and pride.
All for money’s sake, they take, take, take with a rake of fake drama and materialized war
The “man” of corporate want, wanting more, more, more.
A loss so profound is felt but not found as poison seeps in to the water and ground
The source of life, the abiding force and of course the source of neglect is wanting to reinforce
Its lording of sky, ground and air and there will be no question who is to blame when the
Game comes to a crashing end and what’s left is the cleft of a bread basket turned sour
And the dour glower of the cowards in power as they see how they fucked us all
Of their own accord, cutting their own necks with a nuclear sword.
Hitchhiker 