samanimz
01-06-2012, 06:46 PM
Rise up not with fists,
But rather with open hands
Give freedom to your digits
As they sift throught the sand
There is much to be discovered
And even more to invent
Night will give us cover
As we begin the dismemberment
We will atrophy
The apathy
Until we see them wake
Heed not this expression,
An eye for an eye
For it is strictly intention
What has stricken them blind
For all the world is not a stage
Upon which we rage - and dance
It is itself the act, the play
We are simply the audience
We must amplify
The light in the sky
May it flood the theatre
Speak freely, do not rehearse
For in these words, there is life
This is how we must converse
This is how we must survive
Too often do they bite their tongues
They can only tell a lie
This will do only long enough
Until such wounds cannot be cauterized
We will teach them a lesson
About empty questions
Nothing is rhetorical here
- 05.16.2011.
But rather with open hands
Give freedom to your digits
As they sift throught the sand
There is much to be discovered
And even more to invent
Night will give us cover
As we begin the dismemberment
We will atrophy
The apathy
Until we see them wake
Heed not this expression,
An eye for an eye
For it is strictly intention
What has stricken them blind
For all the world is not a stage
Upon which we rage - and dance
It is itself the act, the play
We are simply the audience
We must amplify
The light in the sky
May it flood the theatre
Speak freely, do not rehearse
For in these words, there is life
This is how we must converse
This is how we must survive
Too often do they bite their tongues
They can only tell a lie
This will do only long enough
Until such wounds cannot be cauterized
We will teach them a lesson
About empty questions
Nothing is rhetorical here
- 05.16.2011.