Breakfast in Babylon

Breakfast in Babylon 11/14/2011

You can tell by experience
Whether it’s worth it or not
But by the smell of last night’s breakfast
It’s the same as before.

Circling around inside of our heads
Are memories of laughter
And easy smiles
Of beautiful lives
And painless goodbyes.

All men suffer
But not all learn
Because we think ourselves
Into inaction
And fall into
Our own rewards.

You have to be strong
To see the truth
And know that there is no choice
But to fight or die.

Because no theory can replace
The truth we always knew
That we are the hated
And only our strength
Can keep us alive.

You can justify
And you can argue
But no matter what is said.
if you have seen it before
You shall see it again.

The Greeks and the Romans
Have all come and gone
Just like all the ancients
More the same
Than any will admit.

What has come walking backwards
Is the same we saw leaving home.
Nothing much left to chance
If you run
And hide in the sand.

There are some things you guess
But there are some things you know
And I have learned
And now I know.

You see the trees
And how they change
By their color we know the seasons
And by their fruit
We know the truth.

We grow up
And we grow wise
But not every man shall understand
What it means to know.

A man should look at the results
And remember from where it came
Because not everything happens by chance
If you connect all the dots.

All must pay the price
But some pay sooner than others
A perfect sacrifice
Fattened and killed.

I have tracked the numbers
And I have seen
The foot prints
In the snow.

Tracing them back
To the scene of the crime
And matching up the fingerprints
To see where they belong.

The enemy is a false safety
And the political statists
Without courage or conscience
Trading away all our tomorrows
For power and success.

A short term victory
Is but death in the long run
As man seeks self interest
And follows the herd
Off a cliff.

In an absence of heroes
The vain worship themselves
While we stumble backwards
Into Babylon.