Poet's Nook: "Throw Away Your Agendas" by I.G. Karfield

Set your agendas –
There is this movement
And it may not be stopped.
It may not be halted,
It may not be dropped
From our agendas.

Set your agendas.
Keep the fires burning,
Just enough to heat the soil
We are dancing on,
Yearning for a second chance.
Set your agendas.

We shall never surrender
To the terror laws of physics.
Wear us down all you want,
But you cannot stop the movement.
You cannot stop the music,
And we are tired of your
Lucid muting,
Screwing with humanity.

You’ve caught us moving
At a pace too slow to race;
Until now, you got the best of us
In your posh back pockets.
Squashed together Mr. Blow,
Mr. Flows of green and the rest of us.
But that’s when you got sloppy.
The dimension of one blink of an eye.
One fraction in time – space.
Oh, boy, did we get a lot of space.
Boy, oh boy, did you raise us right.

So set your agendas tonight,
Sweet system of mine!
For you have paved the way for a movement
That will shake your silky socks off.

And they will be your last pair.

OneLove

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