no more fucking poetry
that world is done
we've sold off all the metaphors
we've pawned the moon, the sun
and layed them in the ground beside our old imagination
beside the corpse of history
just stories that they tell to us
not written by the victors because no one is victorious
the ghost of 1984
nothing means much anymore
the future is so bright
that we've all been blinded by it
the old world is gone
it's a new world, but there's no bravery
we've gotta find a new life
we must be free
oh you're bored of politics?
well so the fuck am i
but just because you close your eyes won't make it go away
oh the party's over?
well what a tragedy
but did you really that kindness could be replaced by greed?
if you hide your head beneath the sand
the rest of you is going to end up underneath the ground
if you're only watching your own back
you won't even notice when the television screens have gone to black
Showed the live version of "notha thang" to my mom and she wasn't too happy about it. I could tell that by the way she had a vacant look on her face. BPad
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