Farewell Ashokan

All I hear during the day,
With cars passing by,
Is the sound of dull
Tribal beats, repressing
Thought, and even our
Hearts. How I long to be
With sounds of Ashokan,
Sweetly filling my life,
With memories of those long
Gone. Have we forgotten
True beauty, a sincere hope
Of tomorrow? Reverting to
Something of lesser nature,
That all in the past is now
Gone and meaningless?
And so I sit here, the only
One within a winds breath
Of daydreaming, and say to you-
Farewell Ashokan-
Ashokan Farewell…

Is

Relativism is for the mob,
Those lying in between,
Directions not yet seen--
See what I mean?