False Poet
The graduates can turn their tassels
And at the office
They can loosen their ties
Because something has happened
And it’s all over now.
The world is full and heavy
And even the days grow short
Spinning faster and faster
And stretching out of shape.
There is no time to waste words
And there is no room for lies
Because the future is here
And tomorrow’s today.
They want us to be quiet
And they want us to go away
To die quietly and disappear
So they can pretend
And they can lie.
I have seen their hatred
And you can see it in their eyes
How painful it must be for them
To wait while we are strong.
Even an enemy
Who crashes against our gates
Is held at arm’s length
Because he is watched every moment
And will not live for long.
Across the sea
Rivals negotiate and plan
Locked in a dance of suspicion.
Where no one can ever win.
But there is no greater horror
Than those who pretend
A false friend or leader
That love in name only
Just waiting to rob, or kill.
They call you a friend
And their eyes move to and fro
Finding out everything they can
Always looking for something
Or maybe someone
For something they can steal
Or something they can use.
They deal in lies and deception
And they kill from the inside out
Cutting your throat from behind
And watching you bleed to death.
The good are mocked
And the honest are robbed
While the crooked line their pockets
And devolve into animals.
The republic is dead
And democracy adulterated
By the hatred of the few
The many are condemned.
Destroying us from the inside out
And stealing what no army could take
Manipulating the rules
Just to get what they want
And lying every day.
The pretend they care
But he who watches also knows
That their love and their hate
Is the same old song.
They do not want justice
And they do not want freedom
Because justice cannot be predicted
And freedom cannot be controlled.
They smile for the camera
But their hearts are full of murder
Hiding their true feelings
And their hidden goals.
A man who lies is not a prophet
And ignorance will not make a poet
Even though they are honored
And even though they are praised.
True heroes are forgotten
While there blood has not dried
But even the weakest of achievements
Are rewarded for the corrupt
The vile and the dumb.
I make no apologies
Because no man is guilty
For what we has not done
And I shall make no excuses
For no one can deserve
What we has never earned.
Though the waters swell
And roar through the plain
Courage and honor
Shall save the good.
Though the mountains heave
And crumble to the sea
God shall remember the true
And bring them back again.
But I have laughed at death
And I have run through the flames
Been tested and proven
And now my words burn
And no one can put them out.
Nothing is over
Because the ending has only begun
And it will end in fire
A thousand times brighter
That we see on the sun
Until there is nothing left
And no one remembers.
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