where is this perfect community
illustrated by common unity
but this disease ridden street livin' got me seeking an immunity
battle-scarred and flea-bitten
as the Truth is rewritten where it will forever be hidden
from individual eyes
shunning us because we choose to individualize
who cares if the common individual dies
but you'd drop a tear if the pope dropped this year
millions turn out for the death of a president
but millions are murdered everyday
and where's the president
why are they so hesitant to acknowledge
the evident
you're killing for a profit
but all the Prophets were heaven sent
i guess you're ignorant or just negligent
to where your brethren went
absorbing poisons you breathe in your lungs
being deceived in the slums
getting so angry i start speaking in tongues
reaching for guns
to start piercin' the sun
feelin' fierce and it's done
now the fears have begun
being torn apart as i war with art
in my sorest heart feeling bored with thoughts
that i pray aren't ignored by God
awake at night and soar with stars
i wasn't born with scars
daily i'm earnin' lesions
in this burnin' season
when everyone turnin' treason
i'll never learn the reasons
i'm too concerned with breathin
because i know Death's plot is on how to make my breath stop
so i just stay a step ahead and pray before i rest my head
so when i awake the stress is dead and i'm not
givin' me one more day for war play
as long as i keep my discipline
hands cracked and blisterin'
standing as the wind begins whisperin'
i catch myself listenin' to soft melodies
carried away as i beheld the breeze
until i was elderly
crying "tell me please"
like my soul was on trial for multiple felonies
the Truth fell to me and caused hell to freeze
© 2003 Joshua Stewart