The American Way
Can you believe, the Hypocrisy
They're selling me, so I'll believe
Our nations tragedy, to be free
That's what they're telling me, yet no integrity
Do as they say, not as they do
It's not alright for you
Why are they, leading us astray
Guess it's their American way
We've heard it all before, the knock on the door
Its time we evened the score
I can't stand your misery, your philosophy
That you keep selling me
America is in jeopardy, why can't we really see
Revealing the mystery
Corporations, yes they hold the key, to their Democracy
No freedom really isn't free
They buy their way into our destiny, plant their seed
Fueling the fires of their greed
We need to run away, pray for a better day
Yes change our freedom, and the American way
Darkness
I wanted to move forward
It's never easy alone
Yet I have no right
And am thrown to the wolves
And am
Absolutely
Completely
nothing
I just wanted atonement
Not forgiveness
Yet broken
When I'm honest
I welcome you again
This cell
American Me
White man, hate breed
Elicit worm of poverty
Lost within nothing
Dwelling conscience inside of me
Red man, ancient need
The blood of the wolf
Courses through my veins. . . entirely
Correlation coefficient
The two as one. . . reciprocity
A war of world's. . . pangenesis society
Xanthochroid animosity
Hateful for my territoriality
My blood flows red
For whom I shall be
I've no need for your Omni potency
White blood anger. . . acrimony
Will be your hanging tree
I've chosen my Indian heritage
Lifeblood. . . luminous intensity
Drives my soul. . . my destiny
Endings' Uncertain
I stand before two cliffs in time
My eyes wide open
And gaze outward on the vastness of empty space
And sense the emptiness... growing wide
I pound two stakes within the ground
On both sides of this earthen edge
And fastened a rope between them
Helpless to stop an impending outward force
The rope drew taut, unraveled fast
And I am lost within what to do
Does it matter? Should I care? Should I try?
To keep these spiritual halves together
Or should I stand... helpless
My confusion does not mean absolution
And I will not, cannot stand
Unless for something... find anything
And cast an iron chain, between
I stand between two cliffs in time
As the waters flood within my eyes
And watch as the chain draws taut