Babel
"A bottomless pit of violence, a Tower of Babel where all are speakers and no hearers." by Alexander Smith
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War torn or more, torn asunder
We all march to propaganda and for violence, hunger
There was a time we were alive, but now we all just slumber
So polluted in our minds, we are beyond encumbered
We are beyond a servant, less free than slaves
Where they struggled to survive, we dig our own graves
Where their resistance met afflictions, ours come as we behave
Just submission without question of the rights we've waived
Of the lives destroyed through these crimes prolonged
Found our home within a system to which we don't belong
Became patrons of wars and let them wage, lifelong
While chanting our allegiance to a culling song
And it is holding strong, far from waning
The repetitions of the crowd have called out, arraigning
In judgment, always judgment there is no abstaining
And the world is bleeding out, it is soaked and staining
Martyred, murdered, maimed and mad
We are psycho-civilized from a launching pad
Letting hypocrisy erupt like we are bombing lands
Exploding with compassion of selfish demands
It’s a great divide, while baring the same evils
It's a tug-of-war where the fighting's gleeful
Where hatred is enamored with an intent that's lethal
Seeing ally or enemy rather than each as people
Propagated and seduced, discipled, and fed
Indoctrination all deciding, what we will defend
You see, there is no family, there are no friends
Just cults by the legions of the latest trends
Leading you astray, won’t you disembark
Won’t you flee from the bindings of an endless dark
Stray from endless babel and listen, guarding your heart
From the systems of the world that would steal your spark
Copyright ©
Sara Etgen-Baker
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