fauxcroft

Legends as old as time

Left behind so many signs,

Of how to rise up

And become exalted

But look at what has resulted,

Soporific people

Sedentary in its ways,

Far to lazy to exact their brains

Expect it all done for them

Time and time again,

I wish there were still legends now

Instead there are people creativeless,

Void of imagination

Making life pointless

I am looking for the dreamers

The authors and the wise

The artists and lovers

Who still enjoy using their minds.