Strike the soft skin of your children; leave marks.
Go on: show them how hard they must become
to be like you.Mold them to be mindless: coach them to react
with fists; make them believe that words have
little worth.Shape them into an almighty monster: modern man.Destroy their purity and imagination by damning them
with absurd words of a god who previous men
imagined.Teach children to follow a leader, and to not ever
break the circle they belong to, so society never
moves forward.Above all: train them to question love, even your own.
It's happening again
The suffering seems never-ending
Until it’s not
There are no blue skies
And my tears reflect the pouring rain
Compelling me to think
Of all the wasted years
And all the fears
That demanded to be felt
Because of all the senseless people
Getting in the way of evolution
Without meaning
Senseless
You try to get away
But they hold on like demons
And you blaze with fury at all of the injustice
They give us hatred
That we never wanted to have
Welling up inside
Because you can’t run
You can’t hide
And yet, don’t you have a right
To live your life as you would
If given the opportunity?
So, who has given charge over the damned
To have charge over us?
We must make a valiant stand
Who dictates how we should be
How we should act?
I am not to be led by darkness, when it leads to corruption and blindness
While the light banishes the shadows
So tell me
How should I pray
How should I think
What I should say
NO.
It stops here
This is where I draw the line
And I will