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Awake is our Fate
ReplyDeleteTrouble and pain everywhere it can be
But no one is willing to stop and see
Distraction reaction most certainly
Numbs the sense of responsibility
Poems and rhyming, oh, so happy and free
Let’s go on an, oh, so giant shopping spree
My favorite team, oh, what a close win
My favorite show, oh, how it turns and spins
Music and drugs, oh, dancing gay and with glee
Hard and late mornings, oh, where’s the coffee?
Movies and stars, oh, how they give me escape
To completely forget the great human rape
Both near and far and in our very home
It’s time to acknowledge the chains on our bones
The TV is bought and owned and controlled
GMO’s in our food are hidden not bold
All activities are tracked and cataloged
Cause of the government’s fake terrorist fog
War in five countries and they’re looking for more
The waste of trillions while fucking the poor
All money is debt owed to an oligarchy
And we’re void of politician loyalty
But Big Brother Obama is so freakin’ cool
It’s hard to speak while I gawk and I drool
But Bush, Republican, Democrat, or not
They’re on the same team and they’re screwing the lot
From inside the matrix it seems I’m crazy
But boundless is my faith in humanity
To release the fear the strangleholds our lives
This bitter attraction to all of the lies
To ignite the flame and passion inside
The power of love in our heart it resides
To recognize and affirm the god in us all
That we’re the deciders if we fly or we fall
So which will it be freedom or slavery?
The choice is that serious most certainly
Will we stand to our feet and breathe real change?
Or will we stay in our seats for more of the same?
I know who we are and what we can be
So the choice for me was made quite simply
The world it awaits for us to partake
To create the greatest human slave escape
The strength of our voice is all that we will need
To nourish the soil and plant this new seed
So first we must lose the fear of being awake
To bring truth to the world and relieve the senseless ache
An Immigrant Land
ReplyDeleteIt’s an immigrant land that stands
and flaps its flags and wags its tongues
at the sons of the ones who were here
It’s an immigrant land that holds the folds
of its banners and stammers
its cries of bias and fear
It’s an immigrant land that builds and fills
the rivers and raises the dams
to flood the blood of the wild
It’s an immigrant land that dares put the tears
in its flag with the fragments of war
on the ones with the need to feed the child
It’s an immigrant land that dangles the dreams
to a world that unfurls to show the unfair
then denies the cries of the ones who would stay
It’s an immigrant land with the hand that is full
and says to the weary worn world
We’ll take no immigrants today