Deities and Demons

When The Revolution Stopped On The Dime
by Larry Knight

Lost in the madness of our society
are the children of our time,
withering away, becoming cultural zombies
while their consciousness is dying
amongst 21st century egotism
that places value on material things
that tarnish as time moves on;

And as life continues its circuits of evolution,
they seem to grow more disaffected by the limitations
that they impose upon themselves,
and struggle to make sense of the senselessness
that exists within a world
that they claim to be apart of,
but in truth, are nowhere near.

Worshipping the idols created by media deities
who issue proclamations of 'in' and 'out',
they flock in hordes to marketplace sanctuaries
that provide them with their only source of spiritual sustenance-
a commercially pre-packaged lifestyle
that costs more than their souls are willing to pay.

And while the vicious campaigns are aimed
at the pockets of urban dwellers,
they are continuously branded by irons
that serve to enlist their service
in a global conspiracy to create mindless auction block creatures,
vessels of enslavement,
enslaved by the very thing that they sacrifice their lives for.

When did self-indulgence
mysteriously mask itself as individuality,
when did being cool
suddenly mean missing the message,
and when did the voices
of past leaders of the movement
suddenly become silent screams
of convoluted nightmares
that exist as testaments to the end of the struggle for change,
and the birth of the era of complacency?

And now they crawl upon the backs of the revolutionaries,
dig their nails into the flesh of those dedicated to change,
ask for the system's recognition,
but accept its reluctance;
our children are being seized by time
and its minion, apathy,
as they both drag them from their youth,
gnaw at the fibers of their being,
and transform them into ghosts
kissed by the curse of forever.

Copyright 2005 Larry J. Knight, Jr.