The Image (Va Tech Reflection)

All of the images Sending mixed messages Massacring the masses \while we view hindsight through rose-colored glasses And all the whispers stop Silence thick as the sound of a pin drops Moment of silence for all of the victims The same silence amongst us that ultimately killed them And my mind is still filled with the images of tortured beliefs maturing while sanity diminishes Have we become so vain that we missed this? So obsessed with our vanity that the signs seemed to skip us And the martyr to this media gluttony is glorified And in months to come will we still be horrified or just chalk it up experience? History is just repeating itself And society is continuously beating itself Only bringing consciousness in death until finally there is no one left to care And no, the world will never be fair, but at least seek for equity in what is left And fit our opinions in the boxes that we live that we seem to feel are invincible until the water begins to seep in. Then we begin reaping what we sow The message that we hear is not in the words but in the breath before the sound The anticipating that keeps us waiting before the noun; before the verb; before the predicate makes us too nervous to respond And we live in the mentality that if the conductor is gone, the band still plays on And the American Nightmare formerly the American Dream, that paints the world read and focuses on the green; that raises us to become greedy, needy, and dependent is obsolete As it plays on repeat with no sign of completion Those sticks and stones have turned into weapons And those words they said wouldn't hurt was all deception And now we are trying to scramble around and change the thinking Or mask it as free expression or just media ratings Debating over the consequences Not addressing the real problem Wondering why society is a mess And the children are hostile Is it possible that we are the catalyst And while we fight across the water that at home is where the battle is But how can we handle this if we continue to live like cattle that is herded by statistics while the government keeps us branded. It is time that we demanded the change we talk about Fight for the truth and refuse to bough out Shake the fear of chastisement and the fear of shame Baptize ourselves in change and be reborn again With new images of joy Matted in peace Frmaed in a sense of community And hung with free release To be viewed by the world For everyone to see The images of themselves