Jet propulsion
My verbal compulsion
An anarchic animation
A philanthropic fascination
Writing for writings sake
But not as fast as my thoughts fall and break
A thousand pens, a thousand pages
Shining a light through our dark ages

At times medieval
Our futuristic principle
The world today and tomorrow, our cultures, our social status,
Thinkers, doers, lovers and haters
Our homogeneous habitat, segregated by points of view
A world that's not really bothered about the likes of me and you