Enough

Unfortunately only

Just enough

Daily distractions

To disturb docility

But never enough to

Reinvigorate revolution



But there is no “They” to blame

Save to look into the mirror

Knowing one does not

Like what one sees

Decides to point a finger

At the imperfections

That “need” to be changed

When instantaneously

The other’s finger is

Pointing to the person

That really really needs

To be the one changing

The fingers go down

The fists get clenched

Faces get angrier

Arms start swinging

Connections never make

Like shadow boxing

Everyone in each mirror

Is worn the f@&k out

Exhausted falls asleep

Literally, physically

Metaphorically

Un / consciously

Because they have had

Enough

Nary to recognize

All the world’s indeed a stage
And we are merely players
Performers and portrayers
Each another’s audience
Outside the gilded cage”

– Rush



“I’m starting with the man in the mirror
I’m asking him to change his ways
And no message could’ve been any clearer
If they wanna make the world a better place
Take a look at (my)self and then make a change”

– Michael Jackson