A
Cycle Broken
By Lester Michaels
It all came back around in the end
The rise and fall of many men
Races fighting, cultures clashing
And the middle becomes the high again
But now the power aims to stay
They're doing it all a different way
The middle becomes the low forever
Listen to what I'm about to say
Will the tree be again refreshed?
Its leaves a little greener?
Will we all by then confess?
Because nothing's getting easier!
A
human affair
By Lester Michaels
Under siege of inner darkness
I will find the strength to fight
I will brave the tundra winds
And the desert storms alike
I will step foot onto the battle field
Armed with a conquered fear
Armed with my name, my soul
Aware of the war that nears
The crimson eyes of destiny
The decaying hand of fate
They will soon come to me
Whatever path I take
To pay the mortal price
Is to never live again
The gift gets snatched from all of us
But it's ours until the end!
So you told me how to be
By Lester Michaels
So you told me how to be
Who to be
And what to be
To shut up and deal with it
Coz you're like family to me
So do I look good on your cameras?
How you doin way up there?
Oh sorry, did I bother you?
I didn't mean to stare
So to all those eyes in the sky
Here's lookin at you
Coz you can see me
But I can't see you
So how many more laws have been passed this year?
How many more needles in Texas this year?
How many spills have there been thus far?
Did you know we could use the sun to power our cars?
Did you even know that?
But no, of course, that's asking too much
It would seem that we're better off coated with sludge
So lets keep drillin and spillin
We have a talent for it
This planet is fucked
And nobody gives a shit
There are secret agent assassins
They lurk in the masses
Wearin black in the shadows
Wearin dark sunglasses
And they're killin to rob the riches of time
While passing the blame for their horrible crimes
And I know you'd like to burn this
Just like Waco burned in Texas
But I take that as a compliment
Coz it means you got the message
And sure everyone's got a ticket to ride
But only a few really get to drive
Most just end up stuffed in the trunk
All locked inside just waiting to die
And the funny thing is
They seem happy in there
Killin each other
While gaspin for air
No way I'll never play by your rules
Obeying no law, being no tool
Coz if I told you who I was
You wouldn't believe me anyway
If you look behind my eyes
I'm not what you portray
I just want to say something
Something unsaid
I want to be amongst the living
Not live amongst the dead
If only you knew what goes on in my head
The things that I think are not what we're fed
Now leave me alone
And go ponder my words
I've already told you too much
Much more than you deserve
I really love Daywalker's Poems. I think someone needs
to put them to music as new songs for activists. Sing them at protests.
I wish I was musically inclined then I would.
