A new galactic poem fresh and clean like the water from a fountain,
Powerful, potent and poetical wise coherent words move mountains,
I’m Counting… stars as I gaze at them amazed in a drunken haze,
I cannot be fazed, I amaze listeners, but I don’t want their praise,
I aim to raise their spirits and give them a bird’s-eye view of the maze,
Young minds no longer in a daze, the struggle isn’t eternal it’s just a phase,
These mundane jobs don’t pay, no raise they dig a grave, I refuse to be a slave for a wage,
I refuse to activate my hate inside of a cage, I display my rage with a pen on a page,
The World is my stage, the pen shoots knowledge into brains with the impact of a 12 gauge,
I’m a modern day philosopher and a sage, the rational soul of this age.
Written by: The perspicacious Outcast (J.P.Harrington)
Originally Written: Monday 3rd October 2016
Inspired by Pythagoras.
Pictures from Google and from Manly Palmer Hall’s Magnum Opus The Secret Teachings of All Ages.