Semi-rebellious, semi-nothingness |
so one day when I looked up and saw the clear blue sky raining I took to the streets and since have not stopped running because as soon as hypocrisy meets with corruption and the same thing is played on every TV not a one man can stop its consumption not a single being will ever be free. I hide in the cave of the prophet awaiting my own silent revelation with fists balled and teeth clenched await the day to bring me salvation saw two ragged dogs walking on all but broken legs their spirits drenched and minds reduced to dregs the next step in time will bring naught but pain sweet meets sour to form one foul taste see, no two events can ever be the same black and white form the same damn gray crawl out from the light of a new day silhouette v of birds over my head cold fades, sun heats my face turned around, then all is dead and when it finally comes time to end this painful day and all I have to show is a head full of empty clay what next must be done is the same as it was we have to run and fight to keep the status quo when the day was dawn it felt just as dusk the day has finished and we have nothing to show so here I am now on a rubber cloud sitting and thinking like I knew I would about how to tell the old from the proud and how to become what I know I should |