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- Nov 21, 2019
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Verse from Van Morrison's song : Listen to the Lion
" And all my Tears have Gold "
Know what that means ?
Easy answer is : Even Sadness has it's Beauty .
Emotional Forging , creation of Empathy for others pain , you meld it man , get it ?
it ain't the Gold , it ain't the Body , it ain't the meaning that you ascribe to your being here living a so called Life .
It's the " Nature of Life "
and that is Soul Deep man .
Meaning ?
yeah , meaning escapes many , lot's of company for that on this Rock of a Planet .
Value is what I'm saying Man .
Souls Sold for Gold .
Controllers ?
yepper .
you'll get it soon , you're watching your Rome Fall , when the Fiddle is broken out , duck Man .
for it's over then .
~~~ The Phoney Faces ~~~
And so, everyday,
some act of hate hits another street
and some story about corruption complete
The free World is fading into a Nub
while the people are trapped in a comfort Rub
strokes come from an ad on their phone
and boxed in it, they find, they're so alone
In the Pursuit of Loneliness
they discover, , the life they wished for
they've missed, , ,
boxed in Apartments like
rats in a Cage, ,
all they see and all they feel
is constant internal Rage, ,
Flat screen on the Wall
brings them alter reality
in their hand
another device
to enforce this delusion
that they're still free
Nothing is real, nothing is true
we've lost our desire too,
lost to insanity, , ,
we've lost the Feel, ,
and meaning of Humanity, , ,
written in Finger paint by the child
a message: Mama can I give you a Hug
If mercy sweet, and kindness Mild, , ,
The child wouldn't have to ask, ,
Mama's drop the Phones and love that child, , ,
( Above verse spawned the penning of this song , witnessed a so called Mother absorbed in her Phone , while her sweet 3 year old Daughter
attempted to gain the Mother's attention and a Hug )
If there's really a Watcher in our Sky
he'd never send a Son for our Sins to Die, , ,
In Pursuit of Loneliness ~~~~
we seclude, avoid, and turn our face
afraid to be known as a member
of the Human Race, , ,
Blood on the hands of another
by extension, , , is yours my Brother, , ,
we're all in this as One
we can't expect to get free
while from our guilt we Run, , ,
Fractal is the Nature of Man
all we do, belongs to each
something you must
come to understand
Love is the Value
we have a need to Teach ~~~~
Children Playing Crazy Digital
video game, , ,
never learn love and kindness
barely know anyone's name
friends, but none next door
everyone's trapped in a device
with a game, trying to score, ,
" Shiny Object " ad's
suck in the Parents mind
everything they wish for
is advertised
right on line
pretty soon
every thing we say
will be a Button tap
we won't recognize a friend
with a slap on the back, , ,
all human contact
will be done by keys
on a phone ~~~~~~~~~~~~ End ~~~~~
I penned the song as a Social Comment .
I had no idea it would be voted #1 Song on our Poets Page for the Month , I thought I was just telling like it is .
The Reviews , revealed that I'm not alone with my feelings and observations of our society .
The witnessed incident where a Mother Ignored and admonished her child for a " Gawking " into her Phone ,
was disgusting and disturbed me enough to pen this right on the spot within seconds .
Funny how an adverse emotional effect can at times , bring out the Sociologist in us .
enjoy
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" And all my Tears have Gold "
Know what that means ?
Easy answer is : Even Sadness has it's Beauty .
Emotional Forging , creation of Empathy for others pain , you meld it man , get it ?
it ain't the Gold , it ain't the Body , it ain't the meaning that you ascribe to your being here living a so called Life .
It's the " Nature of Life "
and that is Soul Deep man .
Meaning ?
yeah , meaning escapes many , lot's of company for that on this Rock of a Planet .
Value is what I'm saying Man .
Souls Sold for Gold .
Controllers ?
yepper .
you'll get it soon , you're watching your Rome Fall , when the Fiddle is broken out , duck Man .
for it's over then .
~~~ The Phoney Faces ~~~
And so, everyday,
some act of hate hits another street
and some story about corruption complete
The free World is fading into a Nub
while the people are trapped in a comfort Rub
strokes come from an ad on their phone
and boxed in it, they find, they're so alone
In the Pursuit of Loneliness
they discover, , the life they wished for
they've missed, , ,
boxed in Apartments like
rats in a Cage, ,
all they see and all they feel
is constant internal Rage, ,
Flat screen on the Wall
brings them alter reality
in their hand
another device
to enforce this delusion
that they're still free
Nothing is real, nothing is true
we've lost our desire too,
lost to insanity, , ,
we've lost the Feel, ,
and meaning of Humanity, , ,
written in Finger paint by the child
a message: Mama can I give you a Hug
If mercy sweet, and kindness Mild, , ,
The child wouldn't have to ask, ,
Mama's drop the Phones and love that child, , ,
( Above verse spawned the penning of this song , witnessed a so called Mother absorbed in her Phone , while her sweet 3 year old Daughter
attempted to gain the Mother's attention and a Hug )
If there's really a Watcher in our Sky
he'd never send a Son for our Sins to Die, , ,
In Pursuit of Loneliness ~~~~
we seclude, avoid, and turn our face
afraid to be known as a member
of the Human Race, , ,
Blood on the hands of another
by extension, , , is yours my Brother, , ,
we're all in this as One
we can't expect to get free
while from our guilt we Run, , ,
Fractal is the Nature of Man
all we do, belongs to each
something you must
come to understand
Love is the Value
we have a need to Teach ~~~~
Children Playing Crazy Digital
video game, , ,
never learn love and kindness
barely know anyone's name
friends, but none next door
everyone's trapped in a device
with a game, trying to score, ,
" Shiny Object " ad's
suck in the Parents mind
everything they wish for
is advertised
right on line
pretty soon
every thing we say
will be a Button tap
we won't recognize a friend
with a slap on the back, , ,
all human contact
will be done by keys
on a phone ~~~~~~~~~~~~ End ~~~~~
I penned the song as a Social Comment .
I had no idea it would be voted #1 Song on our Poets Page for the Month , I thought I was just telling like it is .
The Reviews , revealed that I'm not alone with my feelings and observations of our society .
The witnessed incident where a Mother Ignored and admonished her child for a " Gawking " into her Phone ,
was disgusting and disturbed me enough to pen this right on the spot within seconds .
Funny how an adverse emotional effect can at times , bring out the Sociologist in us .
enjoy
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