Completed
completed
the way you left me seeded
with your hatred so heated
over this deeply needed
motivation
your spite in the guise of love,
a faith in power above
has left you close-eyed and sleeping,
a fragile shell whose core is weeping
for the ability to be who it wants to be
to not be constrained or retained
by the very word in which you sing as a refrain
-the chorus to the bogus show-
you call it truth, you sold it your youth
and find yourself superior cuz you quote
the book of Ruth-
buy into the lies, the things they despise,
and claim your singular vision to be a compassion
of the masses
(shoulda taken some classes)
instead of jumpin' on the first bandwagon that came along
you joined the choir and sang their song
and now that you're part of the club, you can do no wrong
never read a book on the others,
would rather snuggle under the covers
and ignore your starving, homeless brothers
our fellow man left out in the cold to be sold off
as an inconvienence to a perfectly built
Disney-perception of the world
so why so defensive?
and apprehensive?
if your word is the truth,
it should follow suit and produce its proof
to never be challenged or found uncouthe
to ring as real as the sky is blue,
that the apple falls too,
and all those things we know to be....
true
but to speak these words are heresy
and to be blind is a necessity
to follow the bouncing dot by what was said
from the lips of a man in black threads,
the one who attacks those weak-willed and naive
to pass along what he knows to decieve
and chooses to perceive
as his own personal 'spiritual growth'
to hear a voice in your head is insanity,
not spirituality
you sold your individuality
to be just as careless of your fellow man's rights
as you accuse him of being
you didn't learn the option,
just rang the buzzer right off
so now when you encounter a new culture
you point, laugh, and scoff
you don't understand his turban, or his robe
all you see is that
news-reel-from-'91-strobe
you only understand your dark corner,
not the glory of the globe...
you are, however,
important though
cuz you remind the rest of us
the loving, the caring, those who don't resent
of everything that we stand for
every theory and feeling
we represent
your the anti-thesis,
the yin to the yang
your hypocritical nature
your need to freely constrain,
will always make us laugh,
will never fail to entertain
we'll let you believe your in the sun
while you sing on in the rain
so we'll live off the land,
sing with the band
and while I'm guided by your
'strong and gentle hand'
*snicker*
I'll stand on my own two feet and be
a man
-completed-
By spyboygreen
© 2008 spyboygreen
(All rights reserved)
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