Return To Happiness Poem by Steve 'easy' Whitacre

Darkness comes again, just an old close friend,
Quietly came whispers, spirit in the shadows,
Listen my son, I would speak with you again,
At the voice, the vision blossomed to bloom,
Seeds well planted, while I thought I slept,
The vision still remains, deep in my head,
Disturbs my calm, a din to silence,
Serenity all washed away,

Within my innermost core, left to walk all alone,
Narrow paths of dirt and stone, discrepant ills,
Huddled beneath flicking lamp, cold, empty,
Old ragged collar turned up to the damp,
My eyes were clinched by a light,
Splitting the night, now day,
Fear now fills my core,

In the naked glare, a multitude encircles me fully,
So many people, but being so strange somehow,
Talking without voice, hearing not to listen,
The write songs, songs voices never share,
None to dare disturb the silent cacophony,
All confusion, a disordered emptiness,
Beyond any help, never to find home,

Foolish said I, lost in their frenzied search of calm,
Alone in the crowd, silence like a cancer grows.
To notice not, each an agonized soul solitary,
Imploring hear my words, allow teaching,
Take my arms, hear lessons of learning,
All my words, silent raindrops fall,
Echoes, an empty well of silence,

People bow and beg, praying to a mass of false Gods,
Honouring possessions, merchants dancing gleeful,
Neon signs, flashing out their dire warnings,
Compelled content, unity of unthinking,
Prophets writing, lost on subway walls,
And tenement halls
All silent death,

Can we not, together, break free, defeat this stagnant greed driven nightmare into which we've been thrust? I believe, no, I know with the all me, we can, Together we can stand in a joint triumph over our mind bending oppression. Rediscover our truest route to happiness, all again belonging to all of humanity, the entirety of existence, knowing our part, living our part, knowing and really caring for our extended families around us. Regaining our ability to actually listen and talk to every person we are blessed to meet, without 'judgement, ' even to the point of knowing 'this will be my newest friend.'

I know many will call me delusional or something, many have, and much worse (even a bunch you may not have thought of yet,) but it is much the same as the way I've existed all along this path, not all I'll quickly admit (there's a lot of 'DARK' stuff back there too,) but mostly. I'll warn I guess, that if you take it upon yourself to move toward this you can expect to be used and abused, and boy have I ever, but you will always pick yourself back up, and if you resist the programmed response of blaming your 'own foolishness' for it, and actually set back on your course in happiness even maintaining your positive outlook. A lot of really great things happen when you over the programmed 'need' for stuff and status. When is the last time you really dedicated a part of your day to talk to a neighbour? Do you even know them? Do you avoid them because of someone else's opinion of them? We've been well programmed to respond that way. Reach out a bit, I promise you'll be pleasantly surprised much less than finding disappointment. Try it a while. No, that last is wrong, don't 'try, ' do, Discover there are no strangers, just good people you haven't met yet...

easy...