Anyone with a computer and an idea
Could change everything.
A revolution, hiding in plain sight.
Industrial, to information, to
Have you noticed how
The symbol for pause
Looks like a quotation mark.
Words held in stasis
Like text tattooed on an arm or neck.
Sure we may have the ability
We surely have the technology
But it doesn’t mean we should.
We are responsible for not adding more gray to the world.
Color isn’t dictated by the observer, but the creator.
Blue is blue, regardless of commentary.
Same for our art.
We curate it, not the cynical masses yearning to tear down
To feed their insecurity of not having the nerve
To create meaning.
To create hope
In words, in music, in song, in business, in gifts
[Poem #161. Context: This poem is inspired by the film “PressPausePlay” I recently watched. It is a remarkable film which I highly recommend. You can watch it on Netflix or watch the entire movie for free here.]