Fake News

What if you turned off your tv and wrote the script of your own life

What is dormant inside that is called to be a world changer

What is fearful in your bones that leads you to hate a stranger

Even the word suggest they are odder than you

What if the miracles hibernate inside of them too

What if the news didn’t tell you who to hate

What if you unplugged the distraction and filled up your neighbors plate

What if the cure to cancer was in your hands

What if you could realize your dream of traveling to distant lands

What if that sunset could heal you but you let programing kill you

And while still breathing you dig your own grave

Going through the motions of life, tune in, you’re a slave

What if you could be a player in the universes game

Not for accolades, not for worship, not for money or fame

For the experience, for the lessons it’s trying to teach

What if instead of building golden churches you used your voice to preach

Of love and of healing, of findings ones path

What if your idea could house the homeless

Your solution could bring sight to the blind

What if your inner peace could stop global wars

But it’s lost, a sleeping giant, inside your mind

When you shut off the real you, false persona steps in

You turn on the tv to see what’s happening at 5, 6 and 10

There’s a story to make you fearful, one to laugh and one to cry

It creates your illusions, then shows you something to buy

While the world dies around you, while you die inside

Everybody near and far also locked up, they hide

What if you found each other, tuned out the noise

Through the haze and the fog, searching out simple joys

Venturing into the unknown with hope instead of fear

What if all the answers are in you, now and here

Solutions to problems, a shoulder to lean, a joke meant for stages if only you’d dream

A mentor, a teacher, a leader of men, a woman who inspires just look within

What if for a moment you tuned out the hate What wonders and marvels could an open mind create?