They fell asleep to the sound of rattling chains
And dream to sell its lullaby

Untie these hands
Or I'll chew through these ropes
Derail your trains
Stick a stick in your spokes

You've ran your course
Evil Hand of War
You've made our world
Your killing floor

I'll tear you down
I'll spit you out
I am the Traveler
Have no doubt

The muse of peace
Is on the prowl
Changing winds
Moan and howl

**** the beast
**** the beast
**** the gosh ****
CORPORATE BEAST!

.....................

I wonder if I'm losing my mind
I feel that my thoughts are in bind

The legacy and intricacy so delicately woven
But I know underneath were all lies if proven

Falsehood mixed with sense of modesty
Blah, I don't want or need such courtesy

Show me the truth, and only the truth that lies within
With no horrid intention, my patience is wearing thin

And even then they are such a temporary relief
Because I constantly argue to expose the false belief

But masses rises in torrents to give lies a form in reality
Something that should not even be compare to truth in duality

And forevermore the generation continues to wrongly foster
Planted racism and prejudices which are the imposter

And our moral codes and principles are all but forgotten
As fear brew from lies that should have been left out rotten

My placid eyes somehow remains desert dry
Lost all ability to even try to cry

I am a witness, a citizen and a bystander
Feeling powerless and no one to slander

It has simply become so difficult to tell
What is real and what is not real in tale

An orange
sought crunch
as nightfall
waned in
northern tier
and would
annex more
than south
as it
lied encumbered
with KE
when Robert
E, Lee
incandescently drew
lion's share
of resistance
in Yorktown.