- Wake Up - Poem by Dmitriy Kokarev

You got to come back to your senses
And see past these walls of lies
You have to seek out for yourself
The cure to all your worries and paranoia’s
You cannot go on living
In fear and wonder of the things you do not understand
You’ll one day face the real world
And I cannot promise you that it is pleasing
The creatures in this world are complex
Their sanity has long been vanished
Banished by their false beliefs and empty lives
They seek to find the meaning to their existence
Without existing in the first place
They mourn and dwell in sorrow
When outside the wonders wander
They fail to see the little things
That hold the answers to all they seek
They burn and disappear in ashes
Along with all the living they destroyed
Replacing it with concrete, asphalt and some metal
Living no place untainted
They tainted their souls
And themselves spun the webs around their eyes
They left the dust to pile up inside their heads
With not a place for wonder to take place
How could they see the beauty
When they believe that fantasies should die with age
They tend to force feed science to their children
They crash their creativity and magic
Replace it with machines and wires
And little pets that need recharging
They voluntarily fell into the pit
That swallowed all that to them had been given
They never once looked back
Never appreciated the mountains
The lakes, the woods and the fresh air
They only miss it now
Because they cannot but it
And well you always want what you can’t have
So open up your eyes this moment
Wipe the web away
And sweep out the dust
Escape into the wilderness
And learn from the man of savage nature
Your fellow friends are in no way better
Just savage men with more experience
For them it’s now too late
Their chance has long ago expired
Their fate they themselves carefully planned
And now after achieving all
Still complain, seeking more of what they have plenty
Invading the homes of creatures
That lay paralyzed from all the poison
From all the poison that is released this very second
Walk deep into the woods
Don’t worry, nature has it all planned out
The food, the shelter and the medicine
All lies in its most simple form in there
You will not need a thing
Apart from a pen and paper
To document your triumph
To share it with those that will come to their senses
After their leaders suffocate on their own discretion
Their own secrecy and hidden truths
After their bodies will be found lifeless
On their cold and solid floor of glass