Monday, December 21, 2009

the new world

American sunshine
so warm and inviting
the dream
it calls your name
to enlist your soul
to be broken
and broken
changing into our machine
so you can kill
kill, kill, kill
those innocent souls
all in the name of
our leader
the elected dictator
all in the name of
communism

the leader


the ground is shifting beneath us
but you walk strong and steady
like a cat balancing naturally
knowing exactly where to go
and which path to follow
i lose my footing in this whirlpool
i've lost my way
falling down you grab me
lift me back up and place me
by your side once again
taking my hand as i follow
you lead me straight into the light

Monday, December 7, 2009

Say Good-Bye To The Weathly

The people search
day in and day out
looking and listening
filling out applications
over and over again
just hoping to find
something
anything will do
at this point
Desperation
comes quickly
when you are poor
how did it get this bad?
they are demanding to know
what happened here
to our economy
when did America fail us?
we all knew it was getting bad
but the rich were still rich
so it couldn't be that bad
we were blind
to the impending crash
the economy will die
if it hasn't already
and when it does
we will all be the same