There is not a problem with cancel culture, in fact, it is exposing the fundamental errors of our entertainment based society. The artists and renowned leaders who are being “cancelled” were operating in error from the second they signed a contract. By aligning and obliging oneself to an institution, all freedom of expression and individuality has been forfeited. The moment you can no longer say anything you want is when you’ve cancelled yourself. Private entities consisting of unempathetic board members, power mad executives, and the performance artist CEO are guided by financial incentives, and if such motivations are infringed upon you will be null and voided. It is not the whining voices in the crowd but the social media platforms and corporations that hear one demographic and silence and exile another.
I’m disappearing and getting out
Going to do all the things I’ve spoken about.
I do not want to be reached nor wish to be found.
Did they listen and understand me while I was around?
Deep down you knew this day would arrive,
Where I spread my wings and seek my tribe.
A place where I can climb as tall as the trees,
And finally free to be the me that I see.
Her stunning appearance gravitates everyone around.
Curves like living proof of no straight lines—
the Earth is round.
Untarnished hair flowing to the base of the spine.
Our eyes locking like lips; if we be alone I’d waste no time.
Pulling you close, I’ll show you the most.
Passion increasing—tongue down throat.
Taste your soul, feel your heart, curl your toes.
Close the blinds and keep it down so no one knows.
In this sandbox I can’t keep my hands off.
Sights & senses so pleasing to me
touched by another I feel jealousy.
Lips so ripe it only feels right,
to drink you in and make love all night.
First there were Crows
to mend my woes.
Then there were Doves,
sent from above to fill me with love.
Then the Hawk with whom my spirit did soar.
With tongue in Leo hear me roar.
Dreams so vivid hath spot an Owl.
to seek Truth my heart did avow.