Manifesto for the Future

For you my shadow friend I grant the whispers of my world

The great doubts and unvoiced aspirations
Buried fear and bottled anger
The intimacies of my mind hidden from the blink faded faces of the other bone contraptions sliding by 
I’m worried, troubled
Brazenly excited 
About the coming passage of time and its implications
There’s plenty to pursue for the modern man
I only hope to find pleasure, purpose
The courage to live towards the dreams of this man
And not spend my days fearfully toiling towards the imagined visions of another 

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