A Hundred Feet

In the chaos of tomorrow,

We live today,

Adjusted by compromise,

Or so we say.

With shields around our chests,

And thoughts to play,

We believe we are saved,

But the heart is where the enemies lay!

In madness and insanity,

We grow up and grow old,

We live on charity,

Of the future world.

Guided by incompetent wisdom,

And guided by fear,

To make a choice today,

To the future we adhere.

A future of our minds,

A future that isn't clear,

And we push away the needed,

And hold the pain dear!

Renegades write stories of revolution,

Of freedom and of love,

Now they are lost in evolution,

Of time and time above.

Someone bring them back,

They are much needed now,

Someone find their homes,

Let them tell what the future is about.

And bask in their light - a moment or two,

Let the seeds of an abiding present sprout,

Let the air be clean,

And there be no doubt.

The future terrifies us,

The past haunts us down,

Today in tomorrow's self we trust,

The present buried a 100 feet -

Under the ground!