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Covered View.
I keep looking at a world long gone insane, wondering why so serious.
My mind like my coffee, instant brew.
Tethering on unknown shopping channels selling us the latest wares.
We are not even history, we make up what we don't want to believe.
Waiting in lines and lights, waiting for the right shade.
Plastic cards like surgery changing our outlook but nothing from within.
Words spoken through corporate gadgets, eye on every page.
We are told what to wear.
A line of same faced plastered smiles waiting for our series to begin.
Water cooler discussions of Hollywood's latest fallen star.
The media an outlet for the criminally insane.
All wearing our Sunday best.
We are not here to change history.
We are reminded of the mistakes but never the right steps to move forward.
Photoshopped beauties line the racks showing us how average we are.
Promising with the right cream or airbrush we could be beautiful to.
Forgetting how beautiful we really are.
This is fodder for the soulless.
Mindscape for those who want to keep us inline, online.
Lost in their divided insanity.
We are more then bathroom scribbles.
More then one sided views from a hive set to enslave then set free.
This is the universe and like all things in it we matter, we are all matter.
We can only look out our private window for so long before the true face of the world spills through.
And this view is not good.
Let us take the right step then the left.
Do not let slumber be the cure for a darkened road ahead.
Don't let them tell you who you are on the outside.
While ignoring the great person you are in.
For you are great.
Together we can be the now and forgive the then.
Forgive those who blind us in gold chains.
Then forget about those who have forgotten what it is like to be sane.
We must be the example.
So tomorrow will not have the same excuse we were born with.
Let us all lead by example.
So we all have a fighting chance.
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