Tuesday, February 4, 2014

The End

Am I to think the world so daft
as not to notice itself?

its pressing doom, death, corruption
are we awaiting destruction?

if armageddon is so near
why is that I mostly fear
speaking my mind
about issues dear?

dear to me,
my integrity,
my heart-

dear to the things
that set me apart.

my will to survive,
take care of my own-
silences my song

i know it's wrong
to keep it inside,
it will never stop
if we all hide

and so I go on
and on and on,
my family first
the world last

a silent rebellion
explodes in my mind
i do what i can
by being kind

tied to a system
forced to be blind



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