To the tune of The Sound of Silence by Paul Simon
Hello journal my old friend
I've come to write in you again
Because a truth softly thought
Left its meaning while I was waking
And the reality that was shown
In my mind still remains
Within the deception of reality
In a crowded room, I worked alone
Round cubicles with muted tones
Under the glare of fluorescent lamps
I threw my trash to old and oppressed
When my eye was blinded by the flash
Of the computer crash that spilled the truth
And found the deception of reality
And in the dim image I saw
Ten million I.P.'s, maybe more
People texting without thinking
People blogging without reason
People making reality shows that
Were preplanned and no one dared
Disturb the deception of reality
"Blind," said I, "you cannot see
Deception like a shadow grows
Hear the truth so you might see reality
Turn around and see the light behind you."
But truth, like melting snowflakes fell
And drown in the wells of deception
And the people friended and updated
To the deceptive god they made
And the truth flashed out its warning
In the reality it was revealing
And insight said, "The words of truth are written
on the humble minds and loving hearts
not whispered by deceivers of reality.
Matthew S.
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