If a planet falls in a forest
and everyone is too busy
dancing on Westminster Bridge to hear it,
does it make a sound?
Do you think,
that there is truly magic,
in the way you sway?
I’m not trying to be rude,
but when you say things like,
“This is how we make a difference!”
“This is how we make a change!”
you sound a bit ridiculous,
if the only thing you’ve changed is your T-shirt,
after you’ve sweat one through,
from all your dance moves,
sending your message,
encoded in “entertaining” viral videos,
that became less and less lucid,
as life goes by.
The planet keeps burning,
because your open mic,
picnics at night,
interpretive dance,
Glastonbury at Green Park,
don’t mean a thing.
They don’t change a thing,
and we’re all still dead,
but you feel better,
I suppose,
and that’s what’s important.
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