Revolution

Intellectual desires, cravings

Every one doing everything for the tangible.

Materialism kills intellectual dreamlands

Individualism massacres belonging

In the absence of all that we touch,

what do we have other than our minds?

How can one feed a mind with intellect

to unmask potential you’re not even sure will come

How can we let words wander in our brains,

inspire to be inspired,

Make use of that mind?

In the absence of all we touch,

it is the only real thing that once fed, the thing we consume doesn’t lose but gain.