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Jul 2012
Beyond the black and blue
I can give back the truth
Because it’s not a crime
to walk into a public building packing youth

Let the drums roll on down
and collapse this soulless clown
Until he’s merely another body in a hole in the ground

Break my bones until it’s shown
how much blood this flood has known
You can’t postpone a cyclone or
Play sirens, stay private, or pray science
will apply the silence to overthrow a tyrant
that’s defiant in philosophy and dire in democracy

But that’s my luck
and I can’t instruct
The universe to bend its will
just because I’ve had enough

Play that piano with enough soul to crack the keys
And send a screech on down the hall that
disrupts their judgement but appeases them all
that ivory rubble puts a pop in the bubble
that convinced you that you were invincible

but since it now lays in the shadow of the mist
your creation and self-destruction can now coexist
Rome wasn’t built in a day but neither were you
Pack a little solace in the wisdom of ole
Fire fights fire so stop, drop, and roll

And when your time finally arrives
Know that something just as beautiful
was allowed to survive
alex furlin
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