whatareyouthinking

Tripp was assigned to a larger and better office at his place of employment.  Here he could have greater control over his own environment.  Sadly, the first few days were already quite uncomfortable for him as he found his new domain too warm, causing him to perspire. 

One of Tripp’s colleages, who was familiar with the office, told him about the thermostat, saying, “Tripp, your new place comes with a thermostat.  You can make it more comfortable simply by adjusting the temperature setting.  Just move the dial a little to the left and you will make the office cooler.”

Tripp effusively hurried back to his new office to do what his friend had recommended.  He turned the dial to the left, lowering the current setting by five or six degrees.  A minute passed without him noticing any signifigant change in the temperature so he said, “That didn’t work.”  Then Tripp moved back to the place where he was before.   

Volume of oppression growing louder
Hearts pump blood as dry as powder
Evil eyes, bundles of nerves
Pierce the heart and hand that serves

Imaginations burn without hope
From flames that set alight the scope
Of fear and hate and prejudice
Exploding mines of mindlessness

And we’ve all brought forth our worst
Mouths on fire from tongues that cursed
But a splash of light might quench our thirst
Deflate our hate so we don’t burst

Then let it reign and flood the earth and then
Let us yearn for a taste of that state again
And mind with watchful eyes so we’ll know when
We’ve been sent a Shot of Heaven!

The sky is falling from a room
Profits of fear, pulpits of doom
Prey for the sheep without a prayer
Send forth a flock to spread despair

Hyped to cite some lofty screed
Just mount up hate watch love recede
Rally up the mass hysteria
Turn their world to disaster area

And we’ve all brought forth our worst
Mouths on fire from tongues that cursed
But a splash of light might quench our thirst
Deflate our hate so we don’t burst

Then let it reign and flood the earth and then
Let us yearn for a taste of that state again
And mind with watchful eyes so we’ll know when
We’ve been sent a Shot of Heaven!

Business deals the iron collar
Ditch a brother for the Dollar
Or some change of rank or state
And put on airs, watch heads inflate

Pumped to numb hearts by the ton
Through wars of wits waged and un-won
Where need and greed distinctions cease
And the need for internal peace

And we’ve all brought forth our worst
Mouths on fire from tongues that cursed
But a splash of love might quench our thirst
Deflate our hate so we don’t burst

Let it reign and flood the earth and then
Let us yearn for the state of that taste again
And watch with mindful eyes so we’ll know when
Heaven sent a Shot of Heaven!

© 2007 J. Marshall