the peace-
it was puzzling.
a scattered way to approach day break.
side-eyed behavior later reveals more than before.
action is motion and nothing changes.
Realizations are made
with intended good,
much nodding of heads
papers shifting in hands-
plans and great men are not made with paper and pen.
yet they keep printing them....

eyes are opened,
some wider than others.
remove the blue light!
think thoughts true to each of you.
recorded messages between words.
singing surfers of radio.
waves wash upon the shore of brains.
washing them bleaching them.
implanted thinking platform
in disguised as originality.

some accept their epiphany instantly,
others peer at it suspicously.
but the new view is there nonetheless.

Everywhere.
every inch every place,
fear is dwelling, swelling.
some refused.
others revealed that there is still a choice,
so choose-
fill your eyes mouth and ears with stifling of fear
or
wield it,
harness it,
spear it.
ride it,
crawl right inside it,
then divide it.
then serve it to the ones who tried to serving it to you.

knowing is nothing.
the power of knowledge is not taught at college.
it is not so easily realized.
it is only information useless and flacid,
sitting like a lump somewhere
in someones dim lit mind.
activation and application divides facts from implication.
the worst of them can be seen,
fleeing
in desperation from a sea of pointed fingers, belonging to the hands of enraged lower classes,
suppressed and mined from the brains inside.
this is what is happening.
the once were blind become the eyes opened wide.
they are empowered with knowledge and sight.
fear aflight.....