Fractal Noise
Oh no did you see what he did?
Oh no did you hear what he said?
I tell you none of this matters
A smokescreen to fill our heads
After the rage has died
After the laughter is gone
It's time to tie our shoes
Stand up and take this on
(chorus)
Whether the scale is trivial
Or enormous as they wail
There's no need to tread that mill
Over every fractal detail
(chorus)
This daily granular freakout
Over every trespass we hear
Keeps us from getting our bearings
There's plenty of wrong to repair
(chorus)
You never get a chance to breathe
Regroup, take stock, or plan
Your well-being is under assault
But he can only succeed if you can't
(chorus)
After the rage has died
After the laughter is gone
It's time to tie our shoes
Stand up and get this done
4/13/25 (partial draft 3/15)
Demo - 4/13/25
© Huw Powell
humanthoughts.org
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