To many lines now crossed!! Putin weighs carefully the
Odds..Stakes are nuclear by now to many (stupid sods!)
Pushed the row ' Heads must roll.' They will pay their own
Toll.' Gay-ne of function..and its resultant unction?
Perhaps we should enter into the more sustainable world
Functions.?
Flashbulb moment in the black
Everyone frozen in a truth attack
You learn who justifies means from ends
You learn your enemies and your friends.
You look for an anchor in a bible psalm
But there's chaos in your brain from blast of this bomb
A moment that divides the right from the wrong
A moment not imagined in ancient song.
(chorus)
Flashbulb night, a sudden flame,
You looked at the light: never be the same.
You had assumptions, you thought you knew
Now you realize you didn't have a clue
A whole class of behavior you can't explain
Its time to jump off that runaway train.
The masks are off, disillusion starts
You’re so lonely now, when the curtain parts.
A fracture line through your heart
The rift widens, you must restart.
For one man it was a murder of a friend
For some a hero exposed, or a vicious trend
They began to question all they were taught
Forced on a new path, because truth they sought.
The meteor was coming near
But little Robbie had no fear
His parents knew earth was DOA
But he tried to argue, to save the day.
He said, “Dear Space Rock, don’t I have rights
My life and liberty are in your sights
I like puppies and cats, and elephants too
You’re coming for me, but what did I do?”
Robbie’s Dad said "son, a rock can’t feel
There’s no moral part to which you can appeal
It doesn’t matter how nice you are
We’re at the mercy of a shooting star."
The meteor missed, the earth was fine
But still it was the end of the line
The ideologues came for Robbie’s Dad
He tried to argue, his naivete was sad.
The ideologues had a one-track mind
It was year one, time to leave the past behind
No freedom, no rights, that was the deal
They just laughed at Robbie's father's spiel
When criminals or ideologues, have you in their sights
Say goodbye to logic, and to your rights
Look around, the dominos fall
Can't argue with a rock, can't charge at a wall.
How can an ultracrepidarian
change the course of the world
interfere in the global economy
Everyone believes the news
Until it's all disproved
In some dramatic fashion
When the headlines cash in
Everyone tells their family
Their family tells their friends
It doesn't matter what direction
The story comes to in the end
Forge a brand new enemy
Force hatred upon me
Exterminate the likes
We won't have better lives
"Truth" born out of rumors
Rumors borne with fantasy
Taken by the big names
Taken in by you and me
Fact killed by belief
Kills somebody's dream
Why do we let this happen?
Lying here on a mattress
Writing, "Everyone believes the news..."
Ariana Grande had many teenage fans
girls went to her concerts, in different lands
Then a bomb went off in Manchester killed 22
Revenge, ideology, a toxic stew
Girls liked to sing along with Taylor Swift
But in the alienated mind there was a rift
He stabbed little girls at a Swiftie themed class
Three of them died, there's a question we could ask.
What kind of hate, what kind of payback
leads to this kind of horror, indiscriminate attack
Why do they zoom in on those we should protect
What society would they build, after ours they wrecked.
Taylor was planning a concert in an Austrian venue
But religious maniacs knew what to do
With explosives and knives, they'd kill the crowd
The more thousands of dead, the more they'd be proud.
Your religion, your revenge, your deadly schemes
Let girls be girls, let teens be teens
There's no harm in a good sing along
Killing one innocent is always wrong
False ideology,
as some sinners
are confident to reach
the heaven of God,
they continue to lie to themselves
as they failed to stop
doing wrong things.
some sinners
are behind theology
and continue opposing God
due to their wrong actions.
Others promoting their philosophies
to mislead many people
in the World.
more lies
and lies
to avoid
the hell
in their minds
forgetting that
there is
no cold
Well
in
Hell.
Ideology
penetrates the skull...
alien missile,
strange...
Is a parrot that repeats
voices of yesteryear
to muster herd...
Strong lie
to form minions
to lick boots
of rogues, humans...
An outlook on life varies from person to person
Various aspects do count
Your ideology
Your experience
Your view
Your emotional quotient
Your intelligent quotient
Your conscience
Your confidence
Your perseverance
Your perception
And lastly maybe the influence of a religion
But there's no rights or wrongs
No perfection
No flawless guidelines
And so we lead a different life
With different consequences and endings
And so we're so eager to find
Any voices from heaven
Any signs from heaven
With our eyes,our hearts and our souls
The Mountains of the Dead
I’ve seen the mountains of the dead,
the worn-down hobnailed boots,
a child’s pathetic pair of shoes,
those ladies’ heels in red and blue,
and stared at each macabre caress;
scuffed patent leather,
canvas twisted rubber soles,
threadbare laces noose tied,
forsaken footwear’s silent echoes
of ghettoes quickly cleared.
A million steps that led to death.
In moving epitaph to abandoned hope,
a pile of battered suitcases
bare the hasty scrawls of human beings
I’ll never know:
Klara Goldstein,
Peter Eisler,
Olga Kornfeld.
A lost property office
for the Lost.
Reaching out, ten thousand spectacles
watch me through a window,
peer deep into my soul, tug heartstrings
to my conscience,
these twisted frames,
the ultimate victims
of a twisted ideology.
One thousand lives
Extinguished
Every
Single
Day
Every false mentor
teaches lies as truth
virtue as weakness
Everything socialized, bliss, solitude...
almost all fairly shared
less control and direction..
Poetry so misunderstood
proves to be avant-garde exciting
postdoctoral, post authorship
beyond any ideology
take care of right side
that I minister my left
dogmas cajole us...
Watch out for that ideology
Bad effects on your psychology
It bleeds into our sociology
‘Til we hate one another’s biology
Let’s make a pact
To get our facts together
Have no ideology
Whatsoever
Hitler and Stalin and Mao and Amin –
Terminating angels of some fantastic machine
Marx and Weber and Keynes and Rand
Raised a fist of thought in hand
But Peter and Paul and the whole Roman Church
Didn’t wanna leave anyone in the lurch
Ho Chi Minh shoved me on a Mekong barge
Meanwhile, the Castros were living large
Let’s make a pact
To get our facts together
Have no ideology
Whatsoever
Apostles, ideologues, acolytes –
Whatever gets you thru the glassy night
The world is your battleground and you must fight
Just watch for the mines under your short sights
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