where character counts and integrity is the keystone

I, Wrote

Untitled Poem: 1995

Passing people on the sidewalk –
Listening to the shuffle of their feet.
Watching & only seeing faces
Nothing that ever solidifies in memory.
Only the flowing & teeming masses-

Questioning or not Society.

they move like sheep,
Playing follow the leader-
like lemmings to
their death!

I must laugh, as I
watch from above;
seeing them slowly
crawl to work
as does the ant.

following Pipe Dreams –
DOWN THE TUBES.

HAHAHAHAHA!!!

The illusions society
has blessed us with
Are the disillusions of
others.

Will we ever find
the Rainbows’ End?
The truth that so few
hold & hide –
is there ever an

ANSWER?

Put the cry up
my many friends!
It is time to take that which we
desire;

It is time to be
our Master & not slave
to an Overlord.

wil becker
1995.05

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