Jul 2014
‘Cast Your Fate,’ so where has that led us?
A painting with holographic colours
A way of life put into words
Comfort searched for by the uncomforted; we all know this is every single one of us
Cast your fate etched into every notebook, postcard, skin cell
Every syllable that escapes your throat
The race to be the one to do it first and do it best
Gain some and lose some so we all remain equal
Every dream, every verse, every prayer, repeated over and over until it’s all just sounds dripping out of your mouth
Cast your fate and be the ones that live to see their kids have kids
With their lips and hearts touched by those they love
Not the ones who wait for a saviour to come save them while they sit there waiting for that letter from the Lieutenant saying that their son is dead because that’s where his dream led him
Cast your fate so the lazy are stuck and so the motivated can fly
So that we as a population are no longer stuck between yes, no, start stop, right, wrong
So that every word of ambivalence will stop scratching the blood off our hearts and souls, attempting to fill the empty gap inside us with something we believe is real but is not
Cast your fate so you can go where you want and breathe what you believe
Because who knows, maybe in one day, two days, a month from now, you’ll be in a better place and no one can pull you back down
Do it for the ones who can’t
Do it for the ones who aren’t in the spotlight
Do it for the ones who are beaten up every day at school and don’t report it
Do it for the ones who work hard all day and night and are stamped on until their faces are as ***** as the ground beneath their feet
Do it so you can shine brighter than everyone else because that’s what you deserve
Cast your fate so that the painting maintains its meaning
So that next time you’re faced with Jehovah’s Witnesses knocking on your door, maybe it will start to mean something
Maybe, at the bottom of our hearts, we will start to uncover some growing sense of belief
So equality means being equal and the gap between black and white is closed and remains closed
Cast your fate so you become the mothers, the fathers, the grandparents, the future
So that every single eye that blinks and sparkles in the night has the privilege to see good and not bad
So that our generation is no longer looked down upon and so we become idols and not criminals
Cast your fate
A painting with holographic colours
A way of life put into words
Comfort searched for by the uncomforted; we all know this is every single one of us
Cast your fate etched into every notebook, postcard, skin cell
Every syllable that escapes your throat
The race to be the one to do it first and do it best
Gain some and lose some so we all remain equal
Every dream, every verse, every prayer, repeated over and over until it’s all just sounds dripping out of your mouth
Cast your fate and be the ones that live to see their kids have kids
With their lips and hearts touched by those they love
Not the ones who wait for a saviour to come save them while they sit there waiting for that letter from the Lieutenant saying that their son is dead because that’s where his dream led him
Cast your fate so the lazy are stuck and so the motivated can fly
So that we as a population are no longer stuck between yes, no, start stop, right, wrong
So that every word of ambivalence will stop scratching the blood off our hearts and souls, attempting to fill the empty gap inside us with something we believe is real but is not
Cast your fate so you can go where you want and breathe what you believe
Because who knows, maybe in one day, two days, a month from now, you’ll be in a better place and no one can pull you back down
Do it for the ones who can’t
Do it for the ones who aren’t in the spotlight
Do it for the ones who are beaten up every day at school and don’t report it
Do it for the ones who work hard all day and night and are stamped on until their faces are as ***** as the ground beneath their feet
Do it so you can shine brighter than everyone else because that’s what you deserve
Cast your fate so that the painting maintains its meaning
So that next time you’re faced with Jehovah’s Witnesses knocking on your door, maybe it will start to mean something
Maybe, at the bottom of our hearts, we will start to uncover some growing sense of belief
So equality means being equal and the gap between black and white is closed and remains closed
Cast your fate so you become the mothers, the fathers, the grandparents, the future
So that every single eye that blinks and sparkles in the night has the privilege to see good and not bad
So that our generation is no longer looked down upon and so we become idols and not criminals
Cast your fate
