You stand there in all of your grand jubilation.
You think your soul is being repaired, is well.
These bands with their anthems help your spirit,
but you are entirely flimsy to allow such things
to make you feel that the world is in good stead.
This music does nothing to destroy all of the bad.
It distracts your mind, makes you ignore
all of the local sickness, all of the worldly disease.
The music is a fake world. Why do you think
you have a right to hide in a fake world?
Is that all you do? Soothe your soul?
Why can’t you battle your fears and get out
with your peoples and be a fixer?
You are so sheltered from the toasted, south wind.
We hope you survive in your cave, with your MP3’s.
stillfugue 
#1 by Eric on March 3, 2011 - 11:02 am
“The ashtray, this paddle game, and the remote control, and the lamp…and that’s all I need.”
#2 by Carl on March 3, 2011 - 11:46 pm
Damn, what about a good book? Is that on your Kindle for Big Screen TV?
#3 by Evelyn on March 3, 2011 - 2:48 pm
“I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away”
#4 by Carl on March 3, 2011 - 11:49 pm
A great line. I’m always drifting in some kind of music.