Monday, August 30, 2010

Marco Polo-tics

Marco Polo-tics
Hide and go seek with lunatics
Blood suckers and nightmare magicians
Living in a world I didn’t make
And trying to break
Free of this oppression
Of recession
And depression
With unlearned lessons
Like money management budget
Balances with checks
System needing overhaulin’
Pick up the phone – History is callin’
Reminders of forefather’s fights
Speak up – they’re taking your rights
Right out from under you
With one stolen term
That turned into two
While a nation stood still
At the collapsing of twins
Forgetting fallen heroes in PA fields
And pentagon walls that topple like tenpins
When in the course of human events…
But who’s moving forward
With THAT intent?
New era begins
This ‘messiah’ sworn in
So much hope because of a little melanin
But he’s just flesh blood and bone
Politician sitting on an oval office throne
I’ve heard stories of slaughtered sheep
I’ve seen dead souls
Sleeping on city streets
Who rallies for them?
Where are the ‘minute men’
Protecting false borders
The criminals are HERE
Destroying your sons and daughters
Where are the people
Trying to sell old marriage ideals
Keeping the ‘happy’ from being HAPPY
Busying courtrooms
With constant appeals
Ignorance and
Biblical false intelligence
Are one in the same
We all bleed red blood
Eat, sleep, work and play
In this country we call the US of A
States United, once divided
Oxymoronic civil wars
Those red white and blue flags
With X’s still soar
South of Mason Dixon lines
And even in the Union North
Unity’s been broken
Since long before the first ships set course
New land
Promise land
Built on immigrant backs
With calloused hands
My nation’s history
Comes from the slaughter, disease, rape, and ‘conquering’ of a people
Now you want to enforce your birthrights
And say you’re equal
Homeland security was arrows and bows
Now it’s black suits, military clothing and Hidden M.O.’s
Where is the justice for silenced voices
But they tell me they just made a few bad choices
Like being in the wrong place at the wrong time
I guess the clocks are wrong and the borders misaligned
There’s cowardice with guns
Bullets that end up in a mother’s son
It’s unnerving the divide between which colored finger
Pulled the trigger
Makes me wonder what they’ll say
If Obama starts a war
Justice is blind and we’re playing a game of hide and go seek
What are you scared of losing if you stand up and speak
Because next are your ‘inalienable human rights’
If you don’t start to fight

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Theoretically Speaking

I am disoriented and detached
Disillusioned by these false facts
force fed to us in a box called reality

Deeply my soul yearns for somthing more
unable to grasp the intangible
in this world of materialistic mongering

Dancing energies with sources unknown
stuck in thought about worlds outside my own
Living that Life Unrealistic
Trapped in Macro seeing Micro

Where does the time go
when it was never here to begin with
Funny how time flies
all relative theories

Apples don't fall far from the tree
Motion laws and individual theories
Cognitave collective thought
Splitting the atoms of Adam and Eve

Red pill or Blue pill you decide
but that little white rabbit's
always looking for a ride

Vector Matrix calcuations
Linear planes of space and time
Needing more than just 3 dimensions
Everything else unseen

Black hole in the heart
no presence of light
Keeps the soul separate
dark matter into unseen light

Distressed and Disturbed
internal insanity
Depressing my depression
into waves of semi-logical clarity