Modern Day Nights

Modern Day Nights
What has become of relevance, when did it die an unknown death
Washing machined minds, thoroughly brain washed, rinsed, and dried
The schedule is dying, Palov’s bell belatedly toils, summoning lost souls

We need gloves to handle money, its radioactivity radiating harmful radiations
Money resides in the addiction centers, skewing all hopes of rational thought
Matter is spongy, squeeze it, pop it, out bursts packets of photonic energies

Mary Shelley’s ageless primordial story, the work of countless academic interactions
Panned by some, because the author was a woman who should have known better
Nothing to see, feel, hear, here, just move along, sweeping away on evening’s tides
Even now, stories are repeated of how Mary’s work wasn’t her own, couldn’t be
Twas men around her, who shaped the stories straddling the treadmills of her life

We say anything to avoid answering relevant questions, pursuing lost threads instead
Mary etched problems of our lives across our stonical foreheads, thick makeup prevails
Shared education opportunities, to learn and listen, thrive, not everyone thinks alike
Sometimes creates different sets of mindsets, do we care, or what should we care about

Some leaders are comedians, making bad show jokes all day long, invoking cruel laughter
Followers know the right decisions will be made at the right times, they have faith
Something the Wizard Of Oz never awarded to anyone, it’s too simple to lose

First rule, actions beget actions, every action has an equal but opposite reaction
Treat everyone like they are our own self in flesh and blood and thoughts and deeds
We are all leading the life of Adam, the man Frankenstein created, not a monster
Problem is that there are so many selfish exceptions made to those two rules
Exceptions we practice, forgotten are the rules, the great spirit of life is above all gods