‘Imagination’ I do recall

was once there at our beck and call

but then the ‘system’ struck a blow

and said that’s where we could not go

because minds must focus on its tasks

and do the things the system asks

for requests are orders from ‘The Man’

and we’re cogs in the master plan

not Spirits learning how to love

as Angels dance on clouds above

but rather just a mundane slave

and the lash we simply crave

but maybe, if we try real hard

we’ll catch the masters off their guard

and dream a dream like play once was

and see that we’re free – just because.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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