Quicksand of The Leader
feet deep on your quicksand
what did I do to receive this?
safety should be the law
not surviving the strongest
for even they are on their edges
i am not a puppet of yours
shivering to the bones, I am the one who stands
I do not understand how fool people can go
for a leader that does not act like one
this is the one who steals everything he can
even the seed of goodness from inside us
like the other white guy and your group, all abusers
who stated they discovered this land
but no, definitely not
there was life, love and intuition before
within the ones who connected with the round
without using it and themselves as the most addicted drug
it is sad, and mourning
the moment of the history we are witnessing
all of us (barely) living
just the tools to run the gear
said to listen and obey, without ever replying,
and now negationism is the state of the empire
and the thousands of deaths the result
much like the Indians who really embraced this land first,
we are being abused
and accepting
and ignoring
and some believing
we have not the power to change
and celebrating
all the suffering
all burning
all life lost
leaving cadavers
and shattered hearts
many with nowhere to bury
other catatonics walking on earth still
what is this obsession with the order of the highest position?
what is this possession from the deluded?
a kind of Stockholm syndrome
will we ever be able to stand up and fight and win?
how long until that happens?
will there be life from the inside out yet?
or will we allow ourselves to be the trail of devastation after the storm?
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