Is everything pre-planned and taught?
Must we always answer right on cue?
Or can we write a plot that's new?
Is a wage-slave all we're meant to be -
Beknighted drones to some Queen Bee?
To Hell with routine – leave the hive!
Let's form our own new swarm outside!
The world is vast but we're fenced in
Let's be the tonic, not the gin,
And take a hard look at life's dross
The Grand Illusion's a dead loss!
Material wealth's an empty joy
Sure, we're envied by the Hoi Polloi
But are we happy and content?
Wealth has no use – it must be spent!
The world's a big place, let's explore
Adventures lie outside the door
Yet most just work hard and commute
A raison d'être one should dispute!
(c) Poet in the woods 2017
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