Of a conversation
Unheard
My mind
Fills the emptiness
Unspoken
Creates
Stories imagined but
Untold
My mind
Fills the emptiness
Unspoken
Creates
Stories imagined but
Untold
A shadow
In the darkness
Of multitudes
Eternities wrought
With the release of shutters
Thrice in a moment
Barred
Unbarred
No difference
Constricted
Patterns of
Thought and being
Restricted
By others and
Self
Freed
First from
Within
Lead
Only when
Freed
Life renews
Thus even deepest blues
Transform
Become such vibrant hues
Reborn
As hope to those awakening
Crossing terrain and distance
The minutes pass as days once did
For greater men than me
When only Prometheus
Had tested the sky
The land rolls by
All the while stoking awe
Not just for historical men
Bound to Earth
Also for this small speck of stone
This mote of blue
With its invisible billions
In an incomprehensible emptiness
Then, awe too for this small speck of flesh
His hubris of no small magnitude
Believing he matters at all
For the mere fact of knowing his existence
His feeble attempt for eternity
Words released into the twin fantasies
Of consciousness and silicone
An image, too
For us
We have been the prey
Separated from the pack
Divided
Kept down
Exploited
Dominated
Fed upon
By the fat cats
La Solidaritat
La Nostra Millor
Arma
Solidarity
Is our best
Weapon
Run them off
We have the numbers
We have the power