Reality Bytes On An Earlier Hillbilly Sandwich
by Michael Doyle

Counterculture shined through the city's veil
Giving a glimpse of Eden through the fires of Hell
Harsh in its repressive bits of curdled advice
Dreamers managed to paint their fleeting paradise

The torches of an artistic cohort touched the future
With pages turning into the vision they would nurture
Distractions took away the focus that won't come back
Though there was nothing they ever felt they lacked

In truth, the enlightened seldom know where we are
The sacred cow of history topples on its own dark star
It's all apocalyptic noise about the running of time
Bringing a bit of serenity and mirth might feel sublime

To come to ending is to be reborn, it isn't clever
To see this, you see has been the way since forever
And I don't want to sound or seem all that irreverent
But today and tomorrow flow on but are no different

The real prevalent danger is that the narcissistic ego 
There are a lot of self-aggrandizing presumptions in the flow
All are bound within the hell-hound spawn of fear and greed
By a people too busy knowing all to take the time to read

People like me don't really fit into all this strife
I'd prefer to sip on chocolate cherry coffee in this life
Finding my way to simpler things to say about what I see
Falling in love with life again as though it's a fantasy

Might lead us on a trail of happiness filled with bliss
And so much to see and do that we really shouldn't miss
All that we'll ever know is what we have the words for
All else it seems in waking and dreams is beyond the door

(c) July 22, 2024   Michael Doyle
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