How Do You Begin A Social Revolution
How do you begin a social revolution
Why are there so many cracks in the system
When did numbers start to matter more than people
How did money go from a means to an end to not making ends meet
When did support change from a helping hand to a hand out
When did getting ahead stop being with the help of others
And change to getting ahead at the expense of others
How can we rise above a system that we are inherently part of
When did the colour of the world drain away to shades of grey
What will it take for the rest of the world to wake up
When will the rest of you see the chaos that is coming
When did the truth become subject to political propaganda
How do you find out what you should know
When those who do are working against you
What difference do our choices really make when
They are based on a system that has already failed us
Social Media Marketing
The time of word of mouth is dead
Now is time of the word of the web
Like any and all power this can be
A force for good or used evilly
Share and Like to join the hype
Spreading like viral social tripe
Forming an opinion is a waste
Just Like if you’re for or against
Watching the masses get sucked in
Drowning in propaganda spin
In the social media marketing game
Spreading virally is the way to fame
Your message will be clear and loud
If you can pull the biggest crowd
Motivated to make a difference
Against apathy and indifference
By the strength of our collective might
We can set the balance back to rights
Changing the world with just a few words
But what if they are never heard
Performance Poet
The Poet is a performer of the spoken art
That cuts to the quick or strikes at the heart
His words are like a show under a circus top
Words so magnificent it makes your jaw drop
They fly through the air with the greatest of ease
Just like the acrobats on a flying trapeze
He makes them dance, he makes them sing
He makes them fly like a bird on the wing
His words can conjure a magical scene
Or cast a mystery behind a smoke screen
So this is the tale of the Performance Poet
And this poem is over before you know it
Poets are a rare breed
Fewer and fewer people these days
Have anything truly original to say
But you see once upon a time
They could be bought for a dozen a dime
Spreading the word of what they've heard
No idle gossips and mum's the word
But now with spoon-fed mass media jargon
And no intuitive thought in the bargain
Modern day parrots are a poor parody
Of the brilliant poets that used to be
Those who saw to the heart of things
Whose speech echoed with words it brings
To mind the social commentary
Of those with a gift for oratory
And something worthwhile to say
That's so true, I never thought of it that way
For they see things differently
And share for all the world to see
Words that come straight from the heart
A brilliant piece of the wordsmith's art
So save the poets with you I plead
For now we are a rare breed indeed
