Salvation

This is what I performed at Spread The Word's third annual monologue show, 'Salvation':

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These, days with the vast future in sight,
I think
I think thoughts
Thoughts about this and that
Thoughts like ‘why is the only reason I know there is a recession is because of the news?”
And ‘why hasn’t Rupert Murdoch paid his dues’
and, thoughts like
‘Mother, why is that man staring at my breast’
and mother, why don’t I deserve the best?
The thoughts, endorse me
these ‘what do I do, to become free?’ thoughts
and, what if I could become everything I wanted to since I was three?” thoughts
and, why are there so many sprinkles on that cupcake?”
why do my words slither over me like a poisonous snake? Thoughts

these thoughts, come uninvited
like ‘I am glad I can’t see you because the lights are bright
‘but if you want to see me after, for these words I definitely will fight’
thoughts,
thoughts about ‘what is real and what is reality’
thoughts of reason and thoughts of causality
I think thoughts, and these thoughts become wonder,
And I wonder about the future
And I wonder about me,
And I wonder about you

Because you are a wonder
A wonderful toy created
Sold with a price taggg, pricless, they told you
They give you your cue, and tell you behold
Filled with
Plasticity
Toxicity
Filled.
With,
Lack of morality
You are but a wonder,
A wonderfully obsolete chase
I wonder
If this is just a phase,
This resistance to authority
This soul searching curiosity
This vulgarity of brutality
I wonder,
If and when I will forget
To question
To challenge
To
To face the world with my one woman army
I wonder how soon
Will I let myself become silent
How soon will I submerge
Subdue
And sub serve
How soon,
Because sooner or later
This endless emergency will become
The call for
Monsters
Molesters
Preachers
Educators
-Pause-
I wonder, with the sublimity of passion
And sheer beauty of seduction
If our war torn heroes
And politicians
And humanitarians
And guardians
I wonder if they are the oppressors.
I wonder,
About what we sacrifice
To emulate sadistic political activity
To contemplate modesty
To educate cruelty
And I wonder,
Where we exchanged our
Passion for political correctness
Our thoughts for their tanks
our ideas for their ideals
And our peacemakers for pacemakers
And our brains for their sweet
Seductive bullshhhhi
So take a moment of silence
Not for the fallen soldiers
Or the raped minds of violence
Take this moment of silence
To see if you can still bear the passive thoughts
That have conquered your conscience.

so let me rethink these thoughts
What is real?
Is the truth without the added sex appeal.
What is real is
My conviction
My words
My voice.

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