Utopian Loveseat

Another tear shed for the world
 Another bruise on the innocent
 Lacerated through collective psyche
 On this melancholic Tilt-a-whirl
 You say that hope is for blind fools
 Echoing the media’s endless twists
 Suppressed by thine neurons appetized
 By eternal chains of tired, bloodshot eyes

If you think it’s all over
 I truly cannot blame you
 If you’re sure we’re in stalemate
 I hear and I feel you
 If you ever wonder
 What is taking so long?
 If you’re going to press the button
 Just do it right now

But, you see
 I think there is a reason
 that we’re still here
 And, I know
 that we can make love
 out of our fear
 And, I vow
 unto my dying day
 to be your blindest fool
 Because from hope,
 I’ll never stray

It is raining fire
 as the oceans become deserts
 The sky is brown and red
 Our tallest towers kneel in rubble
 And every ego trip
 And all the money that we gripped
 Of all the elephants and asses
 And televised second chances
 None mattered in the end
 if that’s the vision you defend
 gripped by fear and hatred
 You create it but you hate it

That is not the future
 Not the future that I see
 The vision shining in my heart
 of Utopian harmony
 The true home of the brave
 is this rock from which we stand
 In every corner of the world
 In every city, cave, and land
 This hope that lives in me
 is not blind, I swear to you
 This is the resolve I have earned
 Through years of heartbreak through and through
 So don’t undermine my pain
 And I won’t undermine your rage
 Let us combine our greatest features
 and synergize the human race

The sky is clear and blue
 and the oceans teem with life
 We breathe in the freshest air
 and put aside our painful longings
 And just relax into a groove
 of warmth and love in all surroundings
 We barely speak of old ordeals
 except in our darkest comedies
 We all work hand-in-hand
 doing what we’re made for
 We step further down the path
 The evolution we were born for

Just imagine for a moment
 Trump and Sanders on a loveseat
 Bernie’s priceless grin
 As Donald cranks out some tweet
 Those two share a cozy quilt
 A patchwork of all the flags in the world
 Stitched together as a thank you gift
 from a family in North Korea
 You may say it’ll never happen
 and maybe you are right
 But I choose to hold this vision
 To practice love with all my might

And you
 You’re invited too
 Of course, you
 It wouldn’t be the same
 Without you
 So, come on
 Let’s go
 Let’s do

Originally published at Andrew L. Hicks.