This Must Be the Place

We need a brave new world.

One moving away from the past

into the light of the future.

We need a new way of seeing people, places, things...

We need to build without violating

spaces that have been preserved for us all...

We need bravery in this world

so that we do not fall into the tricks

and the traps of the past...

We need love!

More than anything else in this world... We need... Love!

More than money.

More than wealth.

More than power.

We... need... Love!

We need a brave new world!

We need people who are unafraid

to love,

to be loved,

to give love...

We need a brave new world!

We need a world

that we have never seen before

We need a world

full of kindness and caring.

We need to find

the most vulnerable members

of our society

and elevate them.

We need to tell them

they are not alone.

We need to show them

every single one of us

is valuable

and of worth

We need to inform

them

we are

a brave new world!

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Not one damn person stands to offer A ride or a fine 'how do you do?' Out on the stretches Of those long and lonesome desert highways Young and rangy Not yet a tattooed canvas And not quite any longer A multi-colored, spiky haired punk Not that you could tell (from a passing vehicle) Wrapped in an Army Navy store field jacket Black, of course, my leather with hand painted longhorn skull Long since abandoned to storage Or some ex-girlfriend's domestic care Wouldn't do me any good anyway The heat of crossing a desert alone And on foot equivalent, at least to my urban mindframe, to walking across a lake of glass on fire And inside of a microwave oven I'm going to give y'all the benefit of the doubt It was the 80s on the cusp of the 90s And maybe you didn't have your internet set up right, at that time.... So you couldn't see the injustice The complete uncaring, The disregard for your fellow human being Be he (or she) white, black, brown, yell...

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Lingering Over the strings The tree streams Butterfly wing beats Glitched out pnmemonics Flood hydraulic streets "Hey, man! You should post a tutorial On how to be a human." Or something justfiably arcane Ah,... The vibes On the opening of 'Three Little Words' Do you remember? The experiment Where we installed non-standardized Object into a standardized slot? The monkies lost their minds The lab rats we're in disarray The code bugs couldn't find a pattern complete and utter chaos! And still the protesters protested The bureaucrats hid beneath mountainous Avalanches of bureaucracy Lawmakers over-played their hand All the oil barons went bankrupt The Magi approach With a perfectly constructed bassline Before Finally Exit-ing From an alternative port of departure

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