Mind filled with images that trap, radar
dimmed by horrible scars, revenge everywhere we’ll sort them out, an attack on
the roman empire, resort to training hold and contain, justice is swift and
soon were back, on the beat, they’ll never get rid of us, we swear, off we go
again, try to exploit some more, women and children well used to that, and this
is the cycle of life, been like this for years, relentlessly we battle with our
fears, defiant we fight back tears, stubborn like we've always been, Stubborn
till the end.
can’t understand, neighbor hates me, can’t
understand, did I upset him, can’t understand our leaders fail me, better wake
up before the truth overtakes me, wonder if God will have the patience to save
me, can’t understand, the young don’t trust me, wonder if it’s anything to do
with the way I gaze at them, wonder if the valium will kill or save me, wonder
if there is one honest voice, wonder if an agent will help or fail me.
Expert opinion fast spin, doctor he’s an
expert of the heart, no such thing and here’s reason why, can experts explain before
they start, great afterwards telling us why, why the world is on
the brink, the experts will save me, fools believe in those who respond
to crisis, with clarity and alarm, like they are prepared, like that invasion
of Iraq, the military machine primed and ready, purely by accident, like an
upset stomach, yet they keep rolling out these experts, like old china in your
mothers fancy display case, for special
occasions when we need that expert part, like the big Hollywood name on the
billboard, at least you take a look, and it goes on and on while small tummies
quake all over the place, do you know what it’s like to starve yet, didn’t
think so. Well stop wondering about it, do something stupid!.
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