Just thought id let you know
we are recreating our own minds
your political humm drumm intellectual soapbox of flashing cash crops
has us terrified
get bigger to carry more bombs out to war
eat healthy and brush your teeth
so we can advertise you on some commercial like the sex appeal of some
trashy w h o r e
and in these riddles of intentions of purity and ill and vile
there are pills you swallow of humanity and humility
that we curse upon you
in all equality
of wether or not you should go on
or read the next line
so be warned detective
as you solve this obvious crime that hasn't started that i foresee
we want equality
we want health care
we want freedom
you in or out
breathe again
dare to dream
as i pain the silver lining of every rain cloud and humbled starving mouth your not feeding
too afraid of AIDS
so you let the children die
now they are orphans and you go out to fight some war you don't know the truth of
only the enlightened bare it all
and if you swallowed the wrong dose of reality in despair
or self righteousness
you are just a living dead doll
with an evil twin
going back eight spaces
because you took the time to smell the roses
what are we doing here
in this protest
what are we authors of?
do you understand our angst and our brigade
our poisoned prayers
and our sense of hungry love?
time has no mouth but its hands lead you to doom
I'm just a sick lonely man entertained by dreams
dancing around letters and oceans
and triangles and other things i pullout of a green box
to get to you
as i dance naked under the full moon
be warned detective
we are a garden
strategically leading you from place to place
an intelligent love of what we want a collective of world renowned writers who got together to say
we want our world this way
so come on in and go to the directions i point you in
but where does it start
where does it end?
whats your first clue
whats our desire
as we curse the dictator dreams inside of you
to oppress us keep us poor and jaded broken and under fire
but to those detectives caught in the middle
who have every good intention
we realise there are imbeciles amongst our garden like weeds who must be removed
does the government sells rugs for profit
or is there a reason its not illegal to not test the generation to be clean?
is there a reason the music industry leads us to temptation and every artist a junky?
i wish i wish i wish i had a genie
and a conversation with one
that you could read that would enlighten everybody to the tangents of curses and omens and deathbeds and dreams
for you to understand something
but where in this garden of statues and riddles and clues and metaphorical opinions
and biblical exaggerations of today are you witnessing the light in the darkness that eventually goes out
for you to realise you've gone the wrong way
to see everything once again from another philosophical debate
as we steer the wheel just for alittle bit
but now that you've had a taste
you'll be coming back
and with time we'll only get better with our act
what we keep and what we throw away
who we point tat and who plays what part of the game
is it a set up or is it all an act of god
am i telling you I've noticed this and I'm a detective to
and the cult has captivated me and i have yet to catch on?
psychological warfare
a game for no fools
innocence making their own political statements of no death sentence and the truth of method to every madness
and then you wounder about the sucker patrol and who made who in political layers
and why I'm revealing these things to you?
to the detectives of this crime scene
I'm innocent i assure you
there is nothing going on here
just be wary of where you stumble and know all of your ill intentions are cursed within psychological views and paranoia
sliding souls and angels
muses of inspirations and shadows
the sway of the subliminal you thought you could control gained a brain and a voice of its own
but its all experimental
and they are learning to terrorise their own political world to live in their own dream cause they realise
they are the ones dieing from the bullets and bombs
not the kings
not the queens
not the politicians
not the jerks killing innocent people
to the detectives of this nonexistent crime scene
everyone is going to visit and cater to
that everyone is going to pay to read and beg to be a part of
the game they play is a perfect science
and one day they will be paid to teach and humble the politicians the terrorists
the world
by everything philosophical poetic
realistic truthful
and then slowly
they remove their facade and make the statement more clear
and then slowly they remove their faces and become pictures with no names
and then slowly you are led from riddle to riddle to find
they saw you coming
they new you d be here
they knew you were looking for answers and they had a lot
they had something you couldn't buy
but for now
they are providing you with a free service
escaping their minds
terrorized
controlled
watching
death after death on the TV
tramp after tramp on the radio
and caving into brainwashed idiot going to the bar weekend after weekend cause that's the cool thing to do
to one day grow up beat their wife and kids
and blame it all on the sucker patrol of alcohol they were never warned about
well this on line cult sees through that
to the detectives of this nonexistent crime
slide to some other site or pick randomly let logic dictate to you the hooks you read into but always ask a question that you might find an answer to
before you choose what author or what you're reading influences and curses the psychology of your mind that you keep changing as we keep rearranging
i cant figure it out
and i cant become it
I'm just a dead end
I'm just an absent empty head
I'm just another dead man walking
I'm just a mouth full of soapy bubbles talking
I'm just a dirty wretch thieving dreams
that should be crawling
but i try again to comprehend something that should be soo easy
i think they know
i think they see
i think something gave me away
they knew i was coming so now i will
look for the weakest link and solve the crime scene
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