And just when you thought
That you hit rock bottom
The stone turns to sand
Just like leaves turn in autumn
Recluse you slip away again
Draw into your own skin
Nothing but a body of suffering
Masked behind a grin
Your eyes fool the masses
Two shields thwart a leer
For it is what lies behind them
That you truly fear
Your front is so friendly
Your actions speak otherwise
Reinvent the word liar
To disband all your lies
So much like the stone
That disbands into sand
Your world as you knew it
Is all in their hands
For they chose for you
Because you chose to let them
And now you realize
You were better off
"Those who make peaceful protest impossible, make violent revolution inevitable."
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
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