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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