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Abstain from temptation

be humble and patient

learn from advice

or be sorely mistaken

have faith in your instincts

and question shit when it stinks

be true to yourself

the rest is a mystery

Look them in the eyes

when you question their nature

see passed the disguise

in the eyes something sacred

the truth will be told

exposed like the naked

bare

yet as censored as a love affair

Today our graves

are exactly where they should be

in the dirt so we can nurture our community

if you saw the sickness

of government and business

the lack of human interest

religion and attrition

withered by the waves

on the shores of all existence

most of us are slaves

while the rebels are convicted

the masses still behave

as if they themselves

are not a witness

to any truth

yet still have faith in the voting booth

Moment of Clarity

In one fleeting moment all that pain comes rushing back in a stream of tears

and I choose to mask the pain rather than embrace its ability to humble me

All because of the insecurity of being exposed as vulnerable to life

as if this is something to only be known and never shown

So I'm trapped in this bubble of unexpression

stifled by the inability to be satisfied

In the end we just crave forgiveness

for our inherent imperfections

that can never be granted

by anyone but yourself

Part One

For the moment

conforming

spread the word

spread the warning

that I won't lay down

freedom or death

is now

The moment is coming

no more hiding and running

because it's Martial Law

precede the shock with awe

Soldiers assemble

like the guns they resemble

they're just tools of war

that's what they're fighting for

Trillions of dollars

spent on fighting the others

that can't be spent on improving our mother

she's more than a home

she's the light in our soul

they seek to snuff her out

that's what it's all about