'Pop' - My Words to You...

Pop That’s exactly what I’m gonna do if I hear about it anymore The shiny clothes and 85,000 plays a week on the radio Magazines telling you what new Hollywood star I should look like Just because I see it on TV that’s what is cool? So many into hype and too worried about the lives of the famous than their own Popularity makes the world dumber Everything always seems to be a popularity contest and who is the coolest Who cares? No variety No variety No variety Get out of the hype Don’t be blinded by what some other force tells you to be You will be happier because of it Expand your mind…it is powerful and can think on its own…amazing huh? TV…ha! Radio…ha! I think I’ll go live in a cave Maybe I have no business saying this and I should just go into to my underground world But you know what? Pop is not reality Pop is not what happens Pop kills Pop makes anorexics Pop makes people wear beauty products Pop makes people work themselves to death over having the biggest biceps Pop makes a mind useless Pop is a dictatorship…it controls what we see, hear, and do Pop creates depression Pop is fake Pop, pop-a-pop, pop, pop, pop Sick of the word yet? You may not like this poem because it is different Not what someone consumed in the world of popularity would write Go ahead, disagree I am an open-minded person But think about why you are disagreeing… Is it because you too are consumed by the all mighty ‘pop’? Maybe so, maybe not…definitely wouldnt fit in the 'contemp/mainstream' category... Written February 14th, 2002 © on Feb 13 2002 04:52 PM PST   10 • 0 • 9