|Poke the embers of vengeance
In my gut
Stoke the flames of anger
When darkness is truth ignorance is piss
How much is left before the call to arms becomes worthless?
I am as arrogant as you to box God in space and time
Even more arrogant to unbox mystery
With power cries, blame pleas, piety in the sky
Is just us
Here. Now. Slave. Enslaved or no slaves.
You are a lighthouse on no man's island
Power is only given to those who are corrupted by it the least
Evil invisible hand is the best that we can do as human beings?
The worst being you and I
Seeking to unlearn the violence of apathy
Death is The slave master we must learn to forgive
Life the slave we must free to receive
In all its color, form and deferred dreams.
And yet, your music
I lose my mind.
September 18th, 2015