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Array ( [sid] => 172167 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => TiMe [time] => 2012-04-25 15:28:24 [hometext] => Imagine... [bodytext] => The world is slowly losing grasp with reality,
Holding on to the last of my sanity,
Vision impaired by the brutality.
Trust no one, as they look and quickly turn away…
Sideway glances with crooked smiles.
Funerals bring laughter,
While mothers cry at the birth of a child.
Numb to the violence.
As they lurk in the silence of the sirens.
Shady figures, decision makers.
Rise against the Faction,
The manipulators who told so many lies.
Rise against those who said it wouldn’t be wise.
Rise against the machine,
Who manufactured the propaganda to terrorize.
Wait…Silent, still.
Waiting for our moment to raise against those who patronize.
Manipulators of justice,
Manufactures of crimes…Politicians of disease.
We wait, wanting,
Hoping for our chance to seize. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 43 [informant] => desciple [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
TiMe

Contributed by desciple on Wednesday, 25th April 2012 @ 03:28:24 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



The world is slowly losing grasp with reality,
Holding on to the last of my sanity,
Vision impaired by the brutality.
Trust no one, as they look and quickly turn away…
Sideway glances with crooked smiles.
Funerals bring laughter,
While mothers cry at the birth of a child.
Numb to the violence.
As they lurk in the silence of the sirens.
Shady figures, decision makers.
Rise against the Faction,
The manipulators who told so many lies.
Rise against those who said it wouldn’t be wise.
Rise against the machine,
Who manufactured the propaganda to terrorize.
Wait…Silent, still.
Waiting for our moment to raise against those who patronize.
Manipulators of justice,
Manufactures of crimes…Politicians of disease.
We wait, wanting,
Hoping for our chance to seize.




Copyright © desciple ... [ 2012-04-25 15:28:24]
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Re: TiMe (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 25th April 2012 @ 09:21:45 PM AEST
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Really good writing.
Blessings,
emy


Re: TiMe (User Rating: 1 )
by Raggie on Thursday, 26th April 2012 @ 10:24:43 AM AEST
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Loved it. Felt a patient and powerful force behind your words. I really enjoyed your final verse. Thank you for sharing:)




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