We're all on the same boat.
It is sinking while holding such precious cargo.
I ponder the definition of patriotic
when the media puts a spell
of fear and consumerist gluttony
on the TV watching masses.
When the selling point of Mega stores
is the contamination of our souls
the exchange rate is us
hurrying in circles
to the junkyard.
Prey to a government of pirates and cannibals
who steal the truth and
banquet on our ignorance.
They wear a lamb coat of many colors
but the wolves are all the same.
The odds are in favor of the house
whose predominant tongue
is forked with lies.
Immersed in the pictures that dumb us down
is a haunting portrait
a bouquet of lost souls.
We are fishing in the dark.
A student body trapped
in a laboratory of quick fixes.
Human experiments of
teeth clamped shut in silence.
Our brains slowed down to the pace
of radio waves blaring
love songs and what not to wear.
We are raised in the pursuit of sameness
but it can end with a dream
of an honorable passion for the
conservation of diversity.
We are living history
we are history living in the flesh
and there is strength in numbers.
Let's get off the express highway
the highway of expression.
Let's nurture our different talents,
take back our strong hearts,
and make our minds move faster
because it is harder to kill
a moving target
Created: Apr 16, 2010Document Media