Some who live
Are dead inside
But many who sleep
Are very much alive.
With each grain of sand
We all come closer
To all that did
And all that are.
Face to face
With all the good
And all the bad
The long hidden
And long denied.
Many are those
Who looked
The other way
In the face of evil
Certain and deadly.
And many are also
Cut off in their tracks
Unfortunate people
With secrets to tell.
All of it fake
And all of it a lie
The force fed gruel
Shoved down our throats.
But soon
The silent speak
The past revealed
Murder and all.
Dramatically revealed
What we always knew
With full blooded truth
The nightmare
Shall end.
Over the top
And over the edge
All that they wanted
Lost in the end.
No giving in
And no standing down
The time of all times
Rolling forward
And rolling over.
Sooner than you think
The wheels are turning
A long time coming
Sweet as honey.
No comments:
Post a Comment