The left find themselves caught in between socialism and a rebellion. On one hand, they wish to grant their government more power, when on the other, they claim they cannot be trusted. Which one is it? Time is ticking.
We worry and we wrestle Day by Day With the thought We won't have enough Our account balances Sometimes as low As our happiness. And instead of wading In life's treasured moments Like some picturesque Hallmark We sit in an ocean of frowns Contagious they feed us With the thoughts that Maybe someday we Might have enough Maybe we too can Have enough money Where we can control Our own destinies And maybe if we just Work hard enough We too can join
The enlightened The happy The free But as life's camera Zooms out of focus Our ***** collars tighten Around the dollars We grip onto with our Strength that slowly fades Starving, as we stare At some motivational story Hanging on the mantle Of our Master's mansions.
Imagine you've been tortured, ridiculed, hated by the masses. As you bleed to death on top of a hill, another tortured soul asks you for forgiveness for his sins. The man did nothing to you, but he feels the need to confess. Writhing in pain, you want to die, if only to end your own torment. But instead, you listen to the man, and you grant him your truest love, forgiveness. You tell him he will soon be in paradise with you, and you ******* mean it. That's why some of us have faith and we fight for the poor, the marginalized, the despised. They can **** us, as they so often do, but they will never win.