Marketing and billboards
adverts on tv
they put them there to blind us
so we look but we don't see

If you think you do, you don't
know what's really going on
if you think it makes us happy
I'm sorry, but you're wrong

These incidents that happen
are merely a distraction
to conquer and divide us
so they can take their action

The poison's everywhere
but no-one really looks
it's in our food and water
and our education books

At first it seemed it was just me
the only one to care
but I looked a little further,
there were others everywhere

This is no place to be natural
everything human you must hide
the true colour of your skin and lips
and push your thoughts aside

Because if I'm allowed to show
the real tone of my face
they couldn't sell their makeup
to the entire human race

Lighten it or tan it
we care about your skin
if you're slim where are your curves?
if you're big why aren't you thin?

Why can't you just be you?
have you ever even asked?
what are you scared of showing?
do you fear to be unmasked?

For we all feel vulnerability
it's part of being human
and if we cover it, what example
are we setting for our children?

So speak up and be honest
if you don't want to do
what everybody else does
and just want to be you

~

* It is no measure of health to be well-adjusted to a sick society
Jiddu Krishnamurti

“It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society" - Jiddu Krishnamurti

"We've divided life from death and filled the gap between them with fear. Yet life without death does not exist."
Jiddu Krishnamurti


There is no life, nor death, just fear—
A shadow stretching far and near.
Believe the soul that mourns in plight:
This world is dust, bereft of light.

From dust to dust, all dreams confined,
A pseudo-life for humankind.
But soon the Sun will pierce the shade—
To free the souls in darkness swayed.


In Russian:

Псевдожизнь

"Мы отделили жизнь от смерти и заполнили промежуток между ними страхом. Однако жизни без смерти не существует".
Джидду Кришнамурти.


Нету жизни, даже смерти,
Если всё заполнил страх.
Лишь душе несчастной верьте:
Мир безумен — это прах.

В нём прах к праху. Псевдожизнью
Можно это всё назвать.
Скоро Солнце ярче брызнет —
Души, что во Тьме, спасать...