We have in general, as a society
Gone into an evolutionary stupor
Waiting for things to “happen to us;”
And having thus become reactionary
Instead of pioneering proactivity
(Which has been a hallmark and
A badge or merit we have carried
Through the centuries until now)
Slumber until we begin to live again
Lift our gaze from our lint-free navels
And look around; walk and be a part
Of this existence, this is no dream...
This is no nightmare... never has...
We can rouse ourselves & each other
Raise a bugle sound for one and all!