You prance and dance above the mass,
To live within the lines corrupt.
This prideful purity will pass
And private pain will then erupt.
A child of pomp and ignorance,
Reluctant to take nourishment,
Of that which is pure sustenance,
For journey filled enlightenment.
Your life might soon run out of time,
While bitter winds define your mind.
Escape that place of grit and grime,
Reclaim your right of light to find.
The landscape's filled with fractured fates
Of those corrupt who left the light.
They dwell beneath the dreary grates
Where banished souls have blinded sight.
It makes you wonder where is God
And when will He choose to appear?
The True believer's sit and nod:
" God loves us, dear, please have no fear."
You tried to purge your soul alone,
Diverted from the truth you learned.
Now marrow putrefies in bone,
Transcendence sacrificed and burned.
No longer languish in your truth,
For it is false and filled with lies.
Regain your purpose found in youth,
Embrace the One, become the wise.
And with the One of time undone
Now unified and folly free,
You know the journey has begun
In all of its complexity.
Imperative that man must give
Far more in life than he receives;
It is the way all men should live
In truth with what each man believes.
While great imposters play their game
Upon this crusted earthen plane,
We are seduced in shame by fame
That always leaves a lasting pain.
We have detached from our demands
As if we never had a choice.
The world is held in hateful hands
And we have lost collective voice.
Let's coalesce our courage now
To chase away these caustic days.
There is a will to win somehow
We only need to find the ways.
And I believe we shall receive
Our greater purpose without pride;
We'll topple those who do deceive
So we the people then decide.
The vice of vile corruption seems
To permeate man's vital core!
Indecent dark and deadly schemes
Have worked their way inside to war.
We know the price the children pay
From pompous pirates of such greed;
With war it seems to be that way -
The children always seem to bleed.
Hostility and poverty
Become a very toxic mix
Upon a child's serenity;
Beyond what time can ever fix.
The path to greater knowledge lies
Within man's burning thirst for truth.
And man must gird himself to rise
And rise not last but first--in youth.
The empty vessel of the mind
From infancy must be taught well,
For errors at the start, we find,
Will cause these errors then to swell.
Mankind has found through history
Explosive hatred baits his soul.
A heart so filled with treachery
Is ruination of the whole.
Then all must share to some degree
The plight of man's direct disease;
Reject the proud pomposity
Of tyrants whom you now appease.
We all know what the sham's about,
A fact that leaves man little doubt,
In fact, I think mankind should shout;
It's we the people have the clout.
The day soon comes again we vote
For imbeciles of nauseous note,
No time to dawdle or to dote;
Throw all the bastards off the boat.
Each dawning of the sun brings hope
For better things to one day come.
No longer can we simply cope;
Exploitive tyrants must succumb.
Begin again to get things done
For we have run this run before.
As each new day has its new sun
And every sea has its new shore.
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