Monday, February 7, 2011

Addressing your concerns.

My mother has fears,
for my safety, for my sanity
Maybe even wishes all my madness
could be replaced with simple vanity

But you've shown me
too much about reality
uncovered too much bullshit
for me to pretened there's no gravity

We're all falling down
drowning in Lola's spiral, and
time refuses to hold still
it's quality-less, it all goes viral

Except the lies we
wave aside, the dirty money, the greed
The innocents in 94' all begging
on their knees, prayers go unheeded

No spectacular memorial,
the date wasn't nine-eleven-oh-one, you see
Politics refuses to realise, we're dark
but deep, red blood we also bleed

And I dare you to go to
every school, the syllabus will never read
about the horror, death and loss
they have suffered through, every other creed

Now it's like a dirty word,
the mention of radicality,
and I am speaking revolution, not mathematically
a revolution in the way we think,
the words we dare to speak is what we need
The youth need to be taught how to read,
and how to see beyond the promise of 3D
Beyond the gossip of he and she, and when
their first time having sex will be
Beyond the promise of popularity,
Beyond their possessional prosperity

Beyond their parents expectations,
the importance of attaining that 99.3
outside of this little scoreboard world
lies a much bigger reality, the gravity

We're falling falling, out of time and out of line
the stanzas aren't equal, disconnected and out of time
Because I have many words and I'm in danger of falling out of rhyme
Fingers can't keep up with the fire, my heart's doing doubletime

You taught me how to see,
even taught me how to be,
How transparent the curtain is
that they are using to hide the truth from me

And I cannot stand still,
and say 'this is how the world will always be'
I cannot play it safe for you,
I cannot become deaf or mute,
I cannot live in illusion,
For the sake of both you and me.

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