Thursday, September 02, 2010

Slip Into Flames

You've been afraid
to spit fire
out of fear
you're a liar.
Keeping your balance
on a wire
where the situation
grows ever dire,
but you slip into flames
growing higher and higher.

With the rest
of the silent,
you knew
just what that meant.
Someone's lord took back
the years from you He'd lent.
Now you smell
the devil's scent
and it fills your lungs
with red resentment.

Dissent from your lips
does a patriot make,
compels the earth
to swing and shake.
As the bile in your stomach
causes it to ache,
stand up:
we've a country to take
or I'm afraid we'll all
be doomed to bake.

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Another one about doom, the end of the world, and people who don't speak up for the things in which they believe (and this isn't to say I'm not also guilty).





"And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land just like she's walking on a wire in the circus..." Counting Crows 'Round Here

"And if your God makes war then he's no God I know 'cause Christ would not send boys to die..." AA Bondy American Hearts

"It seems to me we get the same shit from them both. Reform don't work; I think it's time we tried revolt, but I don't got the guts to jump up and go first so I just shout until my throat hurts (and I curse and I curse)..." Kevin Devine No Time Flat

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