Movie’s almost over,
Time to open eyes to life again,
Credits still rolling,
Giving time to make a choice and then
Sink back to sleep,
In coloured pictures – existence formatted – digitised on screen
Or live the dream,
The life you’ve seen and recreated time again in dreams.
Title music’s fading and the links are on,
Continuity, same voice
Designed to soothe and keep you prone,
Empty mug,
Discarded wrappers at your feet,
Soiled,
Comfort formed,
Patronised,
Token’d treats,
Then off to bed,
Arise,
Begin the same.
Controlled,
Encaptured,
Configured.
All for them.
Switch off, tune out………………….
Turn on. Tune into life, let’s dare again.
Great poem! Love this, great ideas, to engage and be a part. Thanks, really like this!
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Thank you, DAF. 🙂
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I like the structure of this which flows seamlessly from ideal to reality, the one word lines hammering home the conformity into which we are squeezed. Still, the ending points towards hope!
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Thanks, Chris. Hope or rope and I don’t do knots very well. 😉
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Me neither! A blessing, perhaps?!
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