Post by UniverseSeven on Aug 23, 2005 2:51:38 GMT -5
Mind dead
Intellect forgotten
how shall I remedy
my boredom
thespians illusory
idols adorned
no longer
is the game created
Where are the children?
the streets are empty
imagination traded
for whistles and bells
flashes of light and color
projecting a world
that cannot be felt
it is a prison
who dwells therein?
the minds eye
sleeping child
awaken
to the sun
unplug
touch the trees
leave the comforts
an escape
from the cage
the voices
speaking in your sleep
the plastic
people
eyes open
sleeping
wanting
speaking
blather
substance
no longer
searching four
the soul
atlantis
circle
square
Teach
the children
future
Intellect forgotten
how shall I remedy
my boredom
thespians illusory
idols adorned
no longer
is the game created
Where are the children?
the streets are empty
imagination traded
for whistles and bells
flashes of light and color
projecting a world
that cannot be felt
it is a prison
who dwells therein?
the minds eye
sleeping child
awaken
to the sun
unplug
touch the trees
leave the comforts
an escape
from the cage
the voices
speaking in your sleep
the plastic
people
eyes open
sleeping
wanting
speaking
blather
substance
no longer
searching four
the soul
atlantis
circle
square
Teach
the children
future
