Look out the window,
reminisce on memory of your youth.
Growing tooth and learning your loops.
Adopt those eyes,
then realise your peace.
Your freedom.
Parallel eyes
but you share different paths.
Time ticking,
time they’re missing.
Anticipating the clock to run short,
too scared to leave home and learn what the world is taught.
We are numbed by our entertainment,
we have evolved to not doubt,
long live infotainment.
Look out the window,
the sun, clouded by dust.
Impeding your vision,
your life is hard you say, annoyed by your money habitat and supervision.
You aren’t waiting to die,
to them that’s super-vision.
Green Dharma 