are you here ? . . . Present and Accounted For

are you here ? . . . Present and Accounted For

eyes wide shut

and reason askew

the truth of the matter

i have not a clue

as to what motivates us folks

to embrace the untrue

in lieu of embracing self

always seeking answers

to unformulated questions

about the ingestions of our psyche

and Mikey is still licking his fingers Mom

and we are still licking the asses

like the rest of the masses

looking for someone to trust in

other than our self

somehow in all the incongruity

all our obscurities

will some day come to light

some day ?

how about right NOW dammit  . . .

i just hope it is soon Ma before we get lost completely

in la de da de da Land

and forget how to demand of our selves

something better

for the “cheddar” does not buy happiness

though it may be a nice diversions

from reality

and with all due certainty

it too shall pass

“Fade” like that Hi Top

“Play” used to rock

when  “Kid”

and Pop Robin was around

to school us

on how to get down

now you know i am reaching here

but my constant fear is

what are they teaching us here

and are we learning any thing

other than the lessons at hand

how about the lessons about

the Teacher

the Preacher

as they beseech us

to blindly follow along

in trust

like we did

and still do

as we embrace

their Gods

the Idols of

Shahrazad

and Nod

and all those peoples of the Desert

who have deserted their true calling

for the appalling aspects of a lower vibration

intoxicated by the libations

of lies

never realizing

the ultimate demise of “Free Will”

was the prize

for we can “Will” anything we wish for

to come through that door

from dreams into our realities

if we but believe

and now here i sit

in a stupefied examination

of all this shit

with no real basis of my own

save my Soul

and save what i feel

and sense

and without recompense

i put up my defense

to parry off the constant propaganda

and funk junk

confronting me

and all the poisons

i have been fed

coming to me from my own head

from within that old guy

i used to call me

well,

he’s dead

yes dead to this bullshit

and

i have acquitted my own damn self

of the social charges

that i am inept

i kept my Garden well

i was not doing my part

and i know in my heart

who i am

and i just really don’t give a damn

what they think any more

though for sure

they may think they have mastered my mind

first they have to find where it dwells

hint : look in your hell

and there i am

waiting for you to peek towards that place you seek

have always sought after

seeking your “Happily Ever After”

and the day after yesterday

Right Now !

you will see me

and my unfurrowed brow

laced with love

and understanding

and peace

unceasingly inviting you to join me

and i will enjoin my self to you

and in the collective of divine liberation

we will get our celebration on

as we like John and Carlos

will raise our clenched fists

and say . .

Power to the People

and fukk ‘em all

for we have heard the call

of our greater Soul

call us

for Roll Call

are you here ?

Present and Accounted For

© 18 March 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.