The articulate
The leaders of opinion
The policy makers
All those who set the tone for society
Seem for the most part to be frightened men
And how do frightened men deal with life?
They don't; they run away from it
The simplest among us flee openly
Rushing from woman to woman
From drink to drink
From one empty amusement to another
Wondering why we get so little contentment
Out of the eighty-mile-an-hour joy ride
From unloved Here to unrewarding There
Some of us are prouder
We conceal our fear under hate
And bully subordinates
Or persecute political heretics
Or nag our children
Some of us are subtler
We deny fear altogether
Pretend that terror is an illusion
And safety through "science" is just around the corner
This last escape is often the way of the intellectuals
The world thinkers
The worriers among us
Often the worrier tries to persuade himself
That his own death won't matter
As long as the nation
Or Western Civilization
Or the human race survives
Only to become, mysteriously
Ten times as worried as before
With each new headline
He dies a thousand deaths
Dystopian Futures - Joy Davidman Lyrics
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The articulate
The leaders of opinion
The policy makers
All those who set the tone for society
Seem for the most part to be frightened men
And how do frightened men deal with life?
They don't; they run away from it
The simplest among us flee openly
Rushing from woman to woman
From drink to drink
From one empty amusement to another
Wondering why we get so little contentment
Out of the eighty-mile-an-hour joy ride
From unloved Here to unrewarding There
Some of us are prouder
We conceal our fear under hate
And bully subordinates
Or persecute political heretics
Or nag our children
Some of us are subtler
We deny fear altogether
Pretend that terror is an illusion
And safety through "science" is just around the corner
This last escape is often the way of the intellectuals
The world thinkers
The worriers among us
Often the worrier tries to persuade himself
That his own death won't matter
As long as the nation
Or Western Civilization
Or the human race survives
Only to become, mysteriously
Ten times as worried as before
With each new headline
He dies a thousand deaths
The leaders of opinion
The policy makers
All those who set the tone for society
Seem for the most part to be frightened men
And how do frightened men deal with life?
They don't; they run away from it
The simplest among us flee openly
Rushing from woman to woman
From drink to drink
From one empty amusement to another
Wondering why we get so little contentment
Out of the eighty-mile-an-hour joy ride
From unloved Here to unrewarding There
Some of us are prouder
We conceal our fear under hate
And bully subordinates
Or persecute political heretics
Or nag our children
Some of us are subtler
We deny fear altogether
Pretend that terror is an illusion
And safety through "science" is just around the corner
This last escape is often the way of the intellectuals
The world thinkers
The worriers among us
Often the worrier tries to persuade himself
That his own death won't matter
As long as the nation
Or Western Civilization
Or the human race survives
Only to become, mysteriously
Ten times as worried as before
With each new headline
He dies a thousand deaths
Writer: Helen Davidman
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