Conspiracy of Busyness You worked so hard That you woke up dead You spent your life Mostly in your head. You hid the truth You bore the pain You acted normal In a world, insane. And chaos is risen, wildly full. Your tarnished trinkets, Lifeless, dull. Old sense and order No longer fit. The time is now, Yes, this is it. Dare to be, Become yourself. The world requires it, Nothing else. The beautiful answer Eruditely, vast. To broken questions of the past. An age of healing is begun Of wisdom, heart and being one. If it isn’t working, Let it be. The way is shining, Quietly, Free.