This is an appeal
To the struggling and striving stakeholders of this planet
This floating rock we call EarthAlas, that means youThat means:
Everyone of your acquaintance
Every figure your eyes skim past in the street
Every charlatan still to defeat
Every tender face you find solace in
Now mimic the mindset William Wallace was inDismount - disembark - descend from your existance
Slacken your angst and decant your hate
'Cos in the long run they're about as useful
As poruing acid onto your dinner plateTo muzzled masses that lead lives of deafening desperation:
With Excalibur aloft King Arthur earned the throne
But it's our minds we got to wrench out of the stoneDon't be fooled by its simplicity
There was never a broadcat made of such urgency
'Cos at no time before us
Did we grasp the scope of this emergency?Ladle out love and logic by the boatload
Equipped with that cargo you can take any road
Now grab life; seize time
This fight is for human kindI am a mindsweeper - focus on me - I will read your mindI dart through rapids; through streams of thought
Then suddenly I started losing my mind
Catapulting through the uncharted
I could no longer tell if these were your thoughts or mineAnd if was as if I held a mirror up to my soulWho was the author?
And who was the observer?
For at the last analysis our thoughts coalescedYour are not aloneYou have entered volatile territory
You have started a journey; you're part of this story
And this, this was just a glimpseYou've no idea what you've got yourself into...