Thursday, February 4, 2010

Elementary Life

The world is filled with snakes;

I feel like a gardener in a global greenhouse...

there's so much beauty before my face,

but so much venom that I need to weed out,


all for the sake of the world becoming ripened.

The country has force-fed us lies like kindergarten naptime

It's been happening folks' entire lives, when do we rise?

When do we move on past the fairytales and get real,

or is it all a movie in which I choose my fate within a pill?

The city is filled to the brim with outlooks set to dim...

there are flashes of light here and there,

...nevermind, that's just the slow glow off of some fool's rims.

Grim is expected these days

and we've got people walking around playing 'Reaper'...

with the rising costs of burials,

it's probably cheaper to keep her.

The community no longer cares...

for one another OR their brothers,

True lies portrayed when they say

that they love to one another...

Smooth grooves in the midst of rough edges...

like soft eyes in a hard face

Often pushed against the rock,

but usually ended up next to a hard place

She deserves more but realizes less,

I guess she don't know enough...

Growing old, bitter, scarred and alone...

Rockin' to the beat of a world where the band plays on...

but no one hears the music. They just face it.

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