A violent disorder
stakes claims of it's righteousness
over the border
it feeds on those
who eat up the bones
of it's casualties
the momentum
of each daily cycle
of "you're not me"
YOU'RE NOT ME
A burn for a burn is as useless as apathy
we must
make choice through action
no matter the fraction
we stand for
gutting it's name and
denouncing it's claims
of "you're not me"
YOU'RE NOT ME
It's in your mind
Travel through time
It's in your face
forgotten place
It's in your hands
Forgotten lands
I'm twisting and turning
I'm burning my insides
I'm breaking
on fire,
"Woe!" she cries no more, for you!
Eyes watching in the dark
like a song done well or a spell gone awry
and all the books were burned
"HA!"
with any insight on how to fix the wrongs back to right
Gottah gather all together
all of us are running scattered
and we're pointing out that
you're not me
holding off your future dreams
you'd rather scream in fear that the not-me party is marching
on
not like it's the only
one
time
here
Everyday for many long years people die
Iraqis lacking food and in health supplies
sanctioned by the brother with no compassion for the other
with one outstretched hand the other rapes the land
in the name of democracy, flag of hypocrisy,
war is second nature
Here we're quick to turn in our neighbor
the young have war in their eyes oh how this mighty nation cries
"You Witch!"
"Communist"
"Anarchist"
"Terrorist"
YOU'RE NOT ME
