Brian’sPoems

The Blue Pill

...of forgetfulness

I’m lookin’
and she’s lookin’,
you’re lookin’,
and he’s lookin’,
all of us are lookin’
for some way out
of the straitjacket
confining us to a life
of financial slavery,
while lookin’ for a way off
this bullet train to oblivion,
and lookin’ for a way into
meaningful relationship
with Mother Earth,
with Father Time,
with Sister Moon,
and Brother Sun.

We’re lookin’
for something real,
something we can hold,
something sweet and sour,
beyond any consciousness,
only glimpsed in our dreams,
yet still awake in our souls,
which for way too long
have been buried alive -

since the day we swallowed
the blue pill of forgetfulness.