I was the worm who poked his head out of the earth
and crawled onto the surface
to become a man empowered
outside cultural design
opening the world to my mind
and my mind to a new possibility of being
with new eyes i gaze apon the old world
stranded by time we rise to the eminence
to question the prolific nature of mass ignorance
a lack of philosophy that drives a s.u.v. in a hurry to a meaningless job
that leaves each of us senseless and distracted from our place and importance
of our will in the creative flow of evolution
we disembark into a solution while in the city of useless confusion
that mirrors our lives and attitudes of complacence for survival
with neitzschean love for our rivals an imitation of the herd bowing to their bibles
still as far as i can see is cement and man redesigning their precious god into their image of the government

as i was sticking it to the man there was a revolution that played out inside me
I was throwing up my hands and saying lets let this inner child go on believing
that human survival doesn't insinuate living like a parasite on a world that is bleeding
or crying out for a conscious city whos cruelty is evenly matched by its natural measure of beauty
some one decided likely due to issues with their parents that they ought to be better then their neighbor like tyrants glutinous on desire they with hold the truth

That equality of rights is something we are suppose to be born with
freedom, will, creativity, something we are suppose to be born with
ownership of anything but yourself something we are not meant to be born with