Much More............ Even in belief, to resist to persist, even in surrender Was the story, Of a man,swayed by wonder and slowed by hunger Confined by a mind, still trapped in the grind. Driven by an insatiable passion, Forged in the furnace of internal revolution Baptised in the fire of criticism Chastised by mechanisms of well-structured cynicism Sculpted into existence, By his resistance, to adopt society’s shared illusion, In this whirlwind of thoughts and thorns He finds himself at the edge of a storm, afloat on the dark clouds of his thoughts, intended to be gift wrapped and packaged, On the assembly line of someone else’s dream . Appreciation showered on him, inform of royalties galore, to quench the thrust of his core Deceit by material excess, would do the trick they swore, But his soul searches for something more Much more, A shack at the end of a windy shore, A glimpse of the endless horizon by his door With the sun in his eyes, and no idea of what's in store, With uncertainty as his guest and his friend, both now & before, And Change is all he breathes, Routine, very distant memory When only the now, is an absolute certainty. And when all there is, is clarity. Was the day he seen, Today's greatest tragedy, A Society unwilling to see, the criminality in engineered social disparity, A generation masturbating enmass on paper fantasy Sadly all this while, love's in absolute scarcity. And the idea of humanity, is a fallacy