Vonnegut

"By working hard at becoming wise and reasonable and well-informed
You have made our little planet a saner place than it was before you got here
So thank you for that..."

I used to feel that never
Would I have to leave my prime
But as I write this
I can feel decline
And it's not near done
Still can't make one single line
Without casting doubt
And rethinking every rhyme
Can't parse these bars
Without reworking my mind
Vonnegut on rewind
"God damn it, you've got to be kind"
Let it be said, it runs on an infinite loop in my head
Genuine Wittgenstein taking time to align
And excavate these expressions
Leave the meaning unearthed
From out the dirt
Is that the real reason for all I blurt?
What nerve to try to immortalize my own words!
What nerd would think such work is worth a record?!
And thirst to be heard by the herd
And break the dull trance?
To perhaps enhance minds
To learn to cull "can't"s?
When everything that happens is just happenstance
I still am what i am, even if just by circumstance

"As long as there is a lower class, I'm in it
As long as there is a criminal element, I am of it
As long as there is a soul in prison, I am not free"

"When things are going well
Sweetly and peacefully, please pause a moment
And then say out loud, "If this isn't nice, what is?"

"And only well-informed, warm-hearted people
Can teach others things they'll always remember and love
Computers and TVs can never do that
A computer teaches a child what a computer can become
An educated human being teaches a child what a child can become"