More precious than gold
yet it never grows old
some have died looking for it
while others run far from it
silver lining in the crowd of man
made of water and sand
keeps planets in line
and knows not time
everywhere and nowhere
comes like a comet
heavenly and cosmic
blink and miss
wink and get dismissed
can see through lead
and even words said
light invisible
Mr and Mrs unrecognizable
often gets Angels in trouble
and makes demons very uncomfortable
never situational
Or conventional
however subliminal
still can drive you mental
too real to be political
too hard to be superficial
impossible to be presidential
no need to be sceptical or fearful
of Love unconditional
Only aliens on the planet
That can give it
But won't trust it
Because you can't
Buy or sell it
But we could all profit
From it
Boundaries could be memories
Walls a thing of the past
Fear could disappear
Year over year…
What we don't know
Won't let us grow
And reach for a better tomorrow.
Here we are
Searching for a billboard
In the dark
Dark part of the soul
Desperate for the illumination
By inoculation
From the system
Bent on our annihilation
A lose lose situation
Leading us further into the
Age of Information Starvation.
Hungry for purposeful substance
And weary of painful happenstance
Leery of detrimental romance
Finally ready to give authenticity a
chance
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