we walked in the rain,
without so much as a word.
it was as if everything that hurts,
drained from my soul.
and i was left empty,
echoing the stillness in moonlight.
and i thought if not tomorrow,
or even yesterday,
then let it be this moment.
when beauty whispered in my ear,
and the owl winked from the tree.
nothingness flooded,
taking away my name…
allowing me to become,
what i’ve always been!
i choked on the oil in the oceans,and the smoke that filled the air.i wiped the tears from my face,and the blood from my own hands….and felt the weight of humanity’s sins,the deep mark upon my brow…and when each had finished their task,mine had just begun.‘who am I? ‘ you cry,‘how dare you speak! ‘i…
…your…..permission,without…the…..need……. for……..your……….affirmation,in spite of…hollow…..threats,in defiance of…..censorship………and prejudicial…………restraints!never fear the truth!fear what happens…when…..the…….truth………is no………..longer………….allowed!
by virtue of loss?we can only see sufferingwhen we are suffering?we can only feel compassionwhen we are hurting?we only stand upwhen we’re pushed in a corner?we can only find Godwhen the situation is hopeless?we spend our whole livesbuilding walls that keep usfrom being free!
the taste of the lie,gone bitter.unholy wars,corporate greed….slavery rears its ugly head,taking different forms.greed takes the future,and barters for oil.the hands of the masses,empty and hungry!those who stood silentand took it all without a whimper,now have had enough!while the barkers yell,it’s un-American, it’s wrong!counting back changeinto the beggars cups.the threat of the new waveof Mccarthyism…
of those that would enslave.but when the pooreducate themselves,and become aware,the slaves demand freedom!
but not as a man…’he was silent for a long moment…and then answered,‘when we go off to war,do we cut the arms off our enemies,and leave the legs?do we cut the legs off,and leave the arms?do we pluck out one of their eyes,and cut off one of their testicles?do we rip out their tongues,and demand…
