From the river to the sea
Damn you all, you and me
Not a word in this time of need
Friends massacred, lost at sea
Sea of blood and bones
Filled by a Zionâs greed
Evacuate at noon
Daily, never be free
From the river to the sea
Damn us all in this time of need
For sitting in heaven with all liberty
Not batting an eye to what the government calls
Democracy...
Love against all odds fails with my proof
Call me a sinna but I speak for the truth
Demented speaker just hear to contrast you
Because love is imperfect thruânâthru
Donât need no desires for nother kin
Donât need no child to lose freedoms win
Donât need no partner for hate seeds in
Donât need no love when time gives in...
1 year anniversary đ
||:}==============:[]
Count
Once an annum
Comes a day
Far gone
Count twice
Days long past
Return
Ways lost fast
Return
Count thrice
Write with a word
Speak and yearn
Expression
Earn
Blossoms
Count again fourth
Bloom
Record our doom
Shout to sky
Why
O
Why
Flowering gourmands
Blossom bosom
Gaudy plus-one
Shr...
Scissors make a clean cut
Striking, smooth, hard to the touch
Mishandle your clutch. Paper cut.
To rip, to take. Divide in two.
Unclean and rough, disappointed in you.
Unkempt grip, try too hard.
Shred and make a mess.
Dispose of some, lose the rest.
Not your turn, maybe for the best.
Hold and tear.
Yell out divide.
Thereâs no time in sinâs city
For you or for I....
They say speak when you see
More corporal, more capital
Donât take her for granted
Youâre lucky to be so free
But they donât speak about
All the death they cause
And they celebrate their clout cuzâ
Mall would look great here
Bleed the reeds and
Shun the weeds who
Actually precede the
Nation you knead
You donât need
But you be
The enemy you
Promise to bleed
They say speak when you see
And take...
Donât wake in the world
Where the trees all died
Donât tell the world
How we all lied
Donât tell of sickness
Of villages, no riches
Sleep in suburbia
Heavenâs North Korea
Donât wake from the dream
Continue living lucid
A world we all designed
Like drinking down the acid
Donât tell the truth
To those who love lies
Maintain
the
facade
Honesty cries...
A being sits in silence and solace writing a poem
Writing a poem to the tune of their own parade
Their own parade dead lest for the beat of a drum
The beat of a drum carrying them through the night
It wonders about the past, present, future
It wonders about its legacy on a page
It wonders about the luxuries which befall itâs kin
It wonders about the fate which befalls the damned
It puts a pen t...
They tell you to see when youâre blind
They tell you to feel when youâre a sartor
They tell you to hear when youâre a fool
They tell you to taste when youâre starved
They tell you to smell when youâre like me
I cannot describe experiences I lack.
I donât hear the world through my music
I donât feel the world through my anxieties
I donât smell the world through illness
I donât taste the world th...
