Friday, September 1, 2017

Left Right Left


When you're young, and someone wants to "get" you, they come up from behind, tap you on the right shoulder, and hide behind the left one....you turn right. Got you. After so many repetitions of this game, what happens? 

You learn to expect it.

 Someone taps you and you look to the opposite shoulder. Not this time, pal., I know your game. 

So when a socially controversial topic comes up in the forefront of our collective consciousness, a bell is rung in my brain. "Look to the opposite shoulder- is this more of the same?
More of the divide and conquer paradigm, seeking another way to calculate, quantify, and quarantine our minds?

Were we too close to the edge of unity? Maybe we saw the forest from the trees, maybe our toes tasted the water in the breeze, maybe our eyes saw through the disguise of our slice of the pie for a split second too long.

Maybe the ratings were gone, maybe the bottom line bottomed out, maybe the margins for profit were marginalized in our brains, maybe we cared less for more of the same.

Maybe the t.v. was off for too long, maybe the drive thru line was too short, maybe we even talked a little too little about sports. Tomorrow was coming too slow, yesterday was forgotten too fast.
Maybe we were too rapidly inching towards the very presently passed.

Maybe we were too sober, so we legalized being stoned. Or maybe we saw safety in numbers, so it's a shame  to be alone, we want to stay young forever so we criminalize  full grown and mind blown and all known as a sign of weakness.

Meekless features of the preachers facin bleachers teachin teachers how to teach us about jeezus when all you wanna hold is deez nutz and watch D's bust on T's and trust that's a sign of the times, when your taught more how to feel guilty than who taught you that crime, like a pre-teen with a rolex, who bought you that time? If i put a ladder under you who taught you to climb?

 I'm not tryin to drop dimes but you dont squeeze limes if you want lemonade, ice aint water at 100 centigrade and you dont ask questions until all your dues are paid, you keep em guessin until they cant see the masquerade, and you dissuade the renegade by handing him a hand grenade, pull the pin and watch him fade away.

Make your crime bright as day and then keep saying that bad things are done in the dark.
No one notices a lightbulb when their searchin for sparks, or sees electrons when their lookin for quarks, the only dog noticed is the one who barks at the wind for howlin first, so the man who stands proudest is cut short as conceded. Little do we see that confidence is so needed that our fields, if left unseeded, will yield only the idea that we can be defeated and deleted should we dare stand together, and arm in arm decide whether the charms of harming brothers has lost it's shimmer. Like a chain of sparks that would make lightning shiver, in reality, we are no dimmer.


So when it calls you by name, separate and criticized and more of the same. Look to the opposite shoulder.  "not this time, pal I know your game"

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