POEM - All The Unbeknowing

The people that you meet
In the ether or on the street
All the aged and the youth
Every clicking of the buttons
Every minuscule decision
Does it bring you closer to your truth?

All the unbeknowing
All the words unflowing
All distracting us from what is real
Turn off the wire
Come by the fire
Sit in circles of loving feel

We are all over stimulated
From the cashiers blinking tirelessly
To the worst-case scenarios that are simulated
Filling electronic forms that have us tied in knots
To the passions pixelating firelessly
It’s us that have to prove we’re not robots

All the unbeknowning
All the words unflowing 
All distracting us from what is real
Turn off the wire
Come sit by the fire
Sit in circles of love and feel.