The freest we can be
Is between our Mentality.
Fiends try to ween us
From seeking the unseen.
Heed what we need from those
Who lead with dishonorable greed.
We are a tough breed
And we're planting the seed
For a new Mentality.
The history that we read
Is not guaranteed,
It's even ****** and mean.
There was no shift, it seems.
No awakening time,
When the people did decide,
That we were finally through with
Conquer & Divide.
Their intentions, they hide,
Through Distraction & Distortion,
The information is there to find,
And from there, for us to decide,
The direction to turn the tide.
Is this Awakening
Still left for us to find?
Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 12:35 AM UTC
The freest we can be
Is between our Mentality.
Fiends try to ween us
From seeking the unseen.
Heed what we need from those
Who lead with dishonorable greed.
We are a tough breed
And we're planting the seed
For a new Mentality.
The history that we read
Is not guaranteed,
It's even ****** and mean.
There was no shift, it seems.
No awakening time,
When the people did decide,
That we were finally through with
Conquer & Divide.
Their intentions, they hide,
Through Distraction & Distortion,
The information is there to find,
And from there, for us to decide,
The direction to turn the tide.
Is this Awakening
Still left for us to find?
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