caught up

caught up

sometimes we get caught up

in the speed

and the need

to keep it movin’

and we neglect the feeding of our souls

we live in a world

that sells us autonomy

disconnected

but Tommy didn’t know this

there was a seething prevailing anger

he felt it

yet he dealt with it

but there were times

he felt he was going to explode

or maybe it was implode

for the road he traveled within

had no foreseeable end

and he was frustrated

with the deliberations

and the lack of liberation

from this disconnected existence

and regardless of his resistance

to the ways of the days

he still felt powerless

in this power hungry world

Tommy was an average guy

he did not want much

just a little peace

and love

and such

every thing seemed so Teflon in flavor

with nothing to savor

the tastes of relationships

were sweetly salty

or is it sweet and sour

that created this soulful dour-ness

of existence

no one wanted to “BE” committed

yes the words were easy

but where were they spoken from

perhaps some delusional dream state

what was to be the fate of humanity

and were resided the enduring sanity

that would turn the light on the vanity

we all embraced about self

yes Tommy like so many of us

was out of sync

and the divine link

that used to connect us all

has taken a fall

only to be defined

in some unknown Poet’s Lines

therefore no one paid mind

and i too am caught up

for it would seem

that all we deemed at one time worthy

has been soiled

and dirty

and bought up

by the spoon fed

force fed

propaganda machines

and their agendas

and as we harp upon what is wrong

the songs of what was once valued has been forgotten
and i ask

was it the Harp thing

that created the wailing

of my brothers and sisters

of Haiti

Peru

New Zealand

and soon to come

to this land

do we really understand

that we are the Power

the Reason

the Magic

and we need to be getting

before the final Sun gets to setting

caught up

in life . . . in love

1 March 2011 : William S. Peters Sr.