"Poetry Vs. Poverty"
Blessed is the void which senses it's own hollowness
Damned are the ones who swallow all this emptiness
I've been a nomad, a tourist in the great beyond,
Confused by my own origin so don't ask me where I've been.

Bring down the curtain, the comfort that made us blind.
The world that's before us is drenched in illusions...
This world we have broken...

The tears from our eyes is the blood of our mother,
but we're not the victims so why should we bother?
As long as we're allright,
then the struggle for peace is someone elses fight.
As long as we are safe we don't have to partisipate
in thinking our own thoughts;
we just think what we are thaught.
Make up our own minds; we just trust the ones behind.
The leaders of our nations deserves a celebration
for their moral imitation and nearly perfect manipulation.
You see, the source of information is the machine
behind our apathy,
we're trapped by what we think we need
and still claim that we are free.
40 millions die each year of hunger and poverty,
while we have sparetime to critizice this poetry:

"It's all been said before, you corporate whore!
We know about the war, we've watched the news,
we've read the papers, we've been to demonstrations,
we've discussed this over drinks...
We spend our presciouss moments with friends
trying to pretend that we've found solutions
to all from war to prostitution.
So don't you come here and criticise us
for having some time off to jerk off
and watch a soccergame.
If there's trouble in this world, well man,
then we're not to blame..."

We're not our clothes, our house, our cars,
we're not our jobs, our government or creditcards,
we're not a god, a sun, a star,
we're not the ones we think we are.

The interest in solutions went as far
as those five drinks in that one bar.
It's not our thoughts, but what we do.
It's not the attempt, but what we make come true.

I had a dream I was part of a bigger scheme
where all the flowers bloomed,
but outside this dream I heard the screams
from the millions we have doomed.
Take a look around and you'll notice it;
This is where the problem is,
all the reasons for third world misery
is based in our society with our apathetic democracy.
We're not free 'til all are free!
Such a shame if we're to blame...

We're not free 'til all are free!
 
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