I’m holding a quiet revolution in my heart
At times it seems unlikely to ever start

What’s in yours then, fair reader?
Have you struck always true
And remembered the face of you fathers?

All the love in my soul
Will never be enough to keep the power on

So I cash in dreams for WiFi
Kids need Netflix

How have you defiled your hope?
****** on your dreams?

Let’s cozy next to this keyboard
And blast out cries for help

Maybe someone else will put their dreams aside
Take the time to put all we desire
Right in our laps.
Sure.