shooting in the name of religion
painting a pretty picture on a dark past
kissing razor blades to spite glass
no choice nor soul that’s worthy
so we sanitize devils and throw perfume on the dirty
schools are hotbeds for sex, predators and abusers
one wonders why our kids are losers
a hot tongue slips behind a milk soaked ear
there are no children here
tea parties call for a recall of justice and liberation
hidden agendas seek to strip rights of the zulu nation
let’s go old school and revive the plantations
too much progress has a nasty taste
success should never be worn on a dark face
radio jocks wear blood soaked socks
the idea is to talk loud, mock and head knock
spewing corroded ideas through digital speakers
trickles down and turns the weak-minded into teachers
we live in a cut and paste society
drunks are the cult heroes mother-fuck sobriety
rules are broken battered and beaten
trust is shattered and innocence weakened
good moments are marred by jealousy and repressed emotions
our dreams are sinking in a polluted ocean
can anything save us besides the music
a rocked out rhythm can heal us if we choose it
if we choose it
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Well said, we certainly live in a cookie cutter world where our liberties and rights are slowly being stripped from us and like sheep we allow it. Meanwhile those doing the crimes have no conscience and sleep like babies at night…Where will it all end?
Music and art might be the final line drawn in the sand!!!
Not exactly upbeat today is it!!! But unfortunately lots of truth here… sad but there is hope… I just wish I saw more of the young people involved in peaceful demonstrations of revolt, young go off to war and no one demonstrates , it worked once it could again…
Hi Jim! This came to mind last night when I was watching The Voice. I was so happy delighting in the music and watching people’s dreams come true. Then I was watching the people in the audience and how jubilant they were listening to those talented artists sing their hearts out. I know how happy music makes me and how it advances my thought process. Even a song that is sad somehow teaches a lesson and brings redemption of some sort in the soul. We need to extract all of the magic music can bring in these troubled times. I agree about the demonstrations, but I think people are mentally and physically drained. I pray things get better. Thanks for your insight as usual dear!
Hello David! It is a little frightening what is going on in the world right now. Nothing that is happening is new, but I think that as I get older, I am more aware of how precious life is and it boggles my mind how some people are so quick to destroy the freedom of others. We need love to revive us and music to sustain us. I do believe that art can heal. Thanks for stopping by!
You rocked that out, girl! All we have to do is choose it. I really am enjoying the flow you have been spitting lately and the depth of meaning.
Thanks so much Sweepy! I’ve been feeling poetic lately. 🙂