A slightly strange poem depicting the state of society today, or my view of it, anyway. |
Blood for the sky and blood for all for the lamps in the sky are invisible. Death for me and death for you for nothing’s pure and nothing’s true Blood for victory! Death for victory! Don’t follow the wise man, stop listening, he shows us the truth, it’s too much suffering. Long live the people, long live the fool, he is the one that shall rule. Follow the fools, they shall guide us, go on boy, fall in march behind us. Long live the people, let them thrive, keep the masses content of their minds deprived. We don’t need the truth, long live a lie, live your life well and let the dreams die. So much for the future, it’s the same as the past, so much for the next day, it’s the same as the last. Few people mourn when a dream dies, but take away the gold, then they shall cry. We live in this world, this world we have forged, we are it’s masters, on it we have gorged. Why then must we drench it in blood corpses of our kin lying in the mud? Hope for the sky and hope for all, for the stars of our sky, they’re still visible. Dream for me I dream for you of something pure of something true. Hope for humanity! Dream for humanity! |