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Everywhere around me there is darkness.

Have we turned from the sunlight forever?

Only the elderly remember it

And they have not seen, only heard we once did.

The problems now are as old as the race:

Greed, Injustice, Hate, The Lust for Power

These all have, as their collective unit:

Money, giving value to everything

Like a warped grid for social placement.

Why would the oppressed choose to remain so?

What is money but imagination?

I find the same when concerning power.

Power results from the choice of subjection

My Sun set when money became power.

All that money was ever meant to do

Was to tell how much meat was worth a coat

Money should not give a human value.

If everything has a limited worth.

Then everything can be calculated.

Love stops the process of calculation

So they who love will fail and be worthless

They who love will fail, and love is worthless.

In that lies darkness, welcome to the Night.

 

A man once decided: “I think therefore I am”

And from that was spawned a tangible world.

From pursuit tangible came love material

And in that way was the Sun eclipsed

It seems a losing prospect to resist,

As all solutions give the same answer.

Is then is not the equation at fault.

If traditional rationality

Leads to material values and thought

How then should using it lead otherwise?

Maybe there is another way to try,

Maybe change is not a requirement.

 

It must be self values that define worth.

Where are the powerful without money?

And, without belief, what of the money.

Well there is one way to quit, That’s to stop.

You must give up all worth material,

My money is not how much I’m valued

My possessions are not what I am worth

I am only my thoughts and performance.

Those that are still trapped might not value me

But I know I’m more than green inked paper.

 

It’s not the night when you look at the sun

It’s only dark wearing dark glasses

Take the shades off and let the eyes see free

And perhaps now we can see our sunrise.

Posted (edited)

I enjoy your techniques and style of writing

 

Question- Where is the segway from money/ power to love? I fell a bit lost with this "connection" of calculation and worth.

 

I like the closing.

 

Overall I think that you should stick with one aspect and then branch it out with your views instead of trying to tie a bunch of them together.

 

Excellent ideas and great techniques!

Edited by crowgirl1126
Posted

First- excellent work, Nyyark. It's a good monologue, and I can see someone striding back and forth on a stage declaiming it, gesturing grandly. :)

 

crowgirl- A note: the word you were looking for is 'segue', which does mean 'To move smoothly and unhesitatingly from one state, condition, situation, or element to another'.

 

The Segway is a motorized scooter for all intents and purposes, though the name is based off of 'segue'. :)

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