SIDES By Tom Jensen
There's no well-marked
and measured
Previously charted course
for you in this world
Just doors waiting
to be opened
And new frontiers
to be explored
Are there unknown
galaxies to be found
In what we call
this universe
I've been searching
for another new place
One that lies
between the bounds
of time and material
and sound and space
Where I can live
inside of my own
creative invention
Fueled by just
the energy inside all
of my good intentions
Becoming unencumbered
by this perpetual motion
Of having to ride through
the highs and lows
Like a barrel carried along
in the drift of the tide
Up and then down
and around again on this ride
A human roller coaster
of pre-text and manipulation
I wanna go
where there's no
black and no white
No wrong or right
No sleep
no war no more
no peace
And no reason to fight
No big problems
or great solutions
Only a future fate
which awaits
That your thoughts
and actions
will realize and dictate
An alternative reality
Avoiding impartialities
and ambiguities
That in time you find
Within your own
peace of mind
Then you'll get by
on just your own
ingenuity and intuity
and your innards
and their fluidity
Where a thinking
man's thoughts
Find their way
out of the box
And any other device
That tries to contain them
Where when one's logic is
Sound and strong
Nobody ever has to ask
Which side are you on
Since there's no sides to choose
No winners to lose
No losers to win
Or angels to sin
Nor devils to pray
For eternal life
in the oncoming day
Or even in the seconds
That later lie ahead...
No present
No past
No living
No dead