Heads Held High...

You want love, yet you're

unable to give it.

You want peace, but do

not know how to live it.

You want respect, but

are unable to show it.

You want the truth, but

you're not able to know it.

Looking for answers

in a book of blank pages.

Fighting for Freedom,

trapped in mental cages.

Trying to find vision

while staring at the sun.

Living in seclusion,

thinking you're the only one.

The engine is on but

you're asleep at the wheel.

The sensation is gone,

because you're numb to the feel.

The road trip is long, but

you only packed one meal.

You justify the things that

you can honestly steal.

Thinking it's real,

because it's all that you know.

Breaking the seal,

now the signs start to show.

Drawn to the appeal

of your charismatic foe.

It's getting harder to conceal,

The radio active glow.

Taste the toxic snow.

Sweating when it's ten below.

The more I breathe, the

more I owe.

A victim to self inflicted woe.

Tired of the stop and go.

Genetically modify all

the seeds that we sow.

Eventually we'll run out

of the food that we grow.

You still don't know why,

Yet, so many others know.

Heads held high have reached

a new low.

You want comfort, but you

itch like a parasite.

You think you're so smart,

but you act like a troglodyte.

The world is rich with color,

you only see in black and white.

You walk embracing chaos,

and yet, you run from a fight.

Return to your casket...

I'll see you tonight.

A tisket, a taskit,

Let's go out for a bite.

I love to pull strings,

Let's go fly a kite.

What can go wrong,

when everything is gone right.

Trying to find balance, when

there's no weight on the other end.

Drinking from a chalice filled

with the blood of the Innocent.

Gotta hide the dirty clothes,

that show just where you've been.

Putting up your walls, just

to tear them back down again.

Searching for the key that has

been hanging around your neck.

Immaculate on the outside, but

on the inside, you're a wreck.

When the bombs and bullets fly,

you're the first one to hit the deck.

There's a two by four in your eye,

How can you remove my speck?

Thinking it's real,

when it's a part of the illusion.

How can you heal, when

you're suffering from dillusion.

The blood will congeal,

but you have a bad contusion.

To get to the Father,

you better Pray to the Son.

Going where the mighty winds blow.

Keep up with the ebb and the flow.

Don't get caught in the undertow.

You better protect your fingers

and toes.

Where and when we'll stop,

only Our Creator knows.

Genetically modify all

the seeds that we sow.

Eventually we'll run out

of the food that we grow.

You still don't know why,

Yet, so many others know.

Heads held high have reached

a new low.