Transitions Ripping through me New positions Tripping up my reality I can't play this game Always the same These ears ring with words That once only believed That peace was the right thing Now I don't know I'm scambbled up you see Caught in the snare When all I ever wanted To be was aware Of all that life had to offer But my psyche won't let me It's too easy to be Drawn in by the illusion of power Oh but that golden calf Is too short lived To be worth anything much really I just want my piece of the pie I'm just tired Of trying to claw and scratch My way somewhere And for what? White picket fences On the perfect street The nice car Some big house on a hill Don't forget the Husband and child to match Oh wouldn't that be a nice catch See, see materialism even effects me That capitalist bullshit Egging me on Driving and pulling On my ideals Blowing up the heart Helping me forget that I ever was a part of Something larger Greater even than All that I ever thought Life could be So here I sit On a cold park bench Trying to let go Of the fact that I'm too analytical That always just turns Into thought that Become apocalyptical My soul screams I ignore it fully Wishing that I can make Something of the girlish dreams I once held in such high esteem Its hard when life makes you jaded When you wake up And realize one morning That the pretty picture Highschool citizenship painted Is just propaganda Fed to you by A gluttonous institution That doesn't even deign To give a shit Whethere or not you Starve to death Or actually try to rise Because we're all in this together One strong voice is all that's needed To give a purpose To a generation That's tired of the lies We're told to eat We need to stop fighting with each other Maybe try to hold the hands Of our sisters and brothers Yeah, I know that sounds trite But I am so so tired Of all the spite I see around me each day Conflict resolution is easy Just let go For a minute forget that You are an I And really try to open your eyes That's what they want To keep us secular That me mine mentality Is their doing Makes control a lot easier If we start thinking Of the survival of our species Instead of fucking ourselves And every other species On this planet We may actually begin To turn around what The past century or so Has ruined And wouldn't that be nice Some utopian dream We can all realize So wake up Make your opinions heard And don't try to get Lost in some kind of fantasy Of being rich and having it all Because under this current regime The only thing that matters Is that the rich don't fall Prey to us the working poor You get it? They don't want to share Zip, nothing, nada We have to try and take back All the dignity that Has been stripped, torn, and stolen From us Or else I don't know Maybe the hope of millions Waiting for some kind of change Is futile Which is just as much bullshit As the rest of this Waiting is nothing but cowardice Because it's easier to let your T.V. live your life for you Rather than getting Your ass up off That couch And trying to actually Make change real.
What fantastic flow, full of powerful thoughts. Excellent use of rhyme as well, and I share your desire to motivate the masses! Thanks for sharing this, it was quite well done, and I'll be looking forward to more from you
Thy mind is an engine, thy heart is its fuel, thy body the vehicle. But what drives this contraption? Whose hand weilds this tool? Is this Will invisible, or are we to proud to see, and live up to our own accountability? eMBeMLaHV!
Evolution is a slow, slow train to us humans! But...I DO SEE PROGRESS!! I think, the trick is to never let the bastards grind you down. Seems to me as though the 'spirit' of the sixties, hippies, punks, new age whatevers', is, and has always been there. Time to stop believing in the afterlife, and start believing in our own lives...NOW!! Great words, shared by millions, at a guess. S
