Please (for Willem Van Spronsen) (https://mediaweb.kirotv.com/document_dev/2019/07/15/Manifesto_15897725_ver1.0.pdf)

What follows is:
there’s wrong and there’s right.

One life –
the flow of commerce
our purpose here?
At your expense, 
                    I go on?

Unshakable injustice 
that is me here, clear.
The handmaiden of evil 
should be more humane.

Me in these days of fascist hooligans.
Me in these days of highly profitable semantics.
Me in these days of endless yearning.
Me in the name of the state.

Love without a word.
Emma, if I can’t dance,
I don’t want to be

in your revolution,
head in the clouds dreamer,
believe in love, and redemption.
Please believe! We’re going to win,
joyfully. We should be reading.
No more jingo dreams to be fed – 
here comes the airplane.
And so we falter and think.
Our dreams fight. 

Who benefits? Let me say it again: 
I think you are really that good. 
As long as love is the foundation,
we are on the same side.
You make me richer.
And you, and you.
I glow by your side.

We are living invisible ascendant.
Pay attention!
Watch me survive and thrive
unabashedly, with open and full
cooperation from the world. 

When I was a boy, my head was filled with stories. 
I promised myself that I would not become one.
Until one day I said to myself,
“You don’t have to burn the fucker down,
but are you just going to stand by?”

Here’s to trying to make right.
Real freedom and our responsibility to each other.
This is a call to you and everything that you hold sacred.
I know you. I know that 
in your hearts it’s time for you, 
too, to stand. Pull away the cobwebs
from these bodies pretending to represent us.
I’m not going to fulfill my childhood promise to myself. 

Here I am…

yet afraid to show my faces
for fear of the market’s greed.