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facing brutality i struggle with morality
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i don't think that i can take it anymore
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indoctrinated into cultural norms functionless forms:
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"dominate and bleed infect with greed" and we succumb...
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i aggressive inherently am the illegitmate child
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of the gun intertwined with the dollar sign
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and now as i walk through the valley of the shadow of death
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i have become your evil and your hate is within me
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for the rod and the staff have taught me all to well
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these hands would drip with blood
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if i traded truth for certainty
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power beckons to the unsure and afraid
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the atavists of ignorance who initiate
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our bodies cast the shadow of everyone who has ever lived
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and all the gods all the demons all the heavens
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and all the hells are within us...
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but that i privilaged revolutionary could prescribe rites
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of passage for all? in preparing bloody defenses
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let our lineage remain clear:Armenia, Nanking, East Timor,
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Cambodia, Rwanda, Iraq, Kosovo the shattered lives
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and battered wives, underscored by forceful lies
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are inside of us, inside of me
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i aggressive inherently could destroy humanity
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i'm only one step away
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one single blow unjustified
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i'm only one step away
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caught between rule or be ruled
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want or want not
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with no easy way out
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One Step Away
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