How Many?

How many minds

Must change

To create a lasting

Shift in reality?

With so many eyes

Glued to a phone,

Their sweet attention-power

Siphoned away.

Maybe it’s their hearts

We need to reach?

Or the part that remembers

More than the current dream?

Lord knows I have

Enough trouble

Making a lasting change

In my OWN reality game,

Why do I continue to hold

Hope that more is possible for humanity?

I remember—much more than

We have collectively agreed to validate.

And, my heart nearly always

Gives too many fucks.

Am I crazy?

Am I surrounded by crazy?

Discernment can be

A beast some days.

We need a flash mob

Of joyful remembrance.

Reminding our hearts of

Our common sense.

What instrument do you play?

Do you sing and dance?

We need a bunch of practice first,

But, it’s gonna be epic.