Posted by: forquilombo | April 8, 2011

When All Else Fails/Till Death

They say his-story is written by those that claim victory
But who will record what happened when we’ve driven ourselves into oblivion?
Do you realize there are more of us dead than living?
Give that thought a minute to settle in
They track what we spend to the nickel and dime
Damn near down to a science
Yet failed to predict the demise of these faltering economies, worldwide
What more proof do you need that our decline is by design?
I watch as more and more states slash funds for public safety and education
Meanwhile, stocks and construction plans for privatized prisons skyrocket across the nation

Used to be the sides of my temples would tighten and tense as I looked out the window into the abyss of ignorance
Then I remembered the words spoken by a friend, “You can’t travel throughout standing still within”
With that, what a wonderful time to exist in
Seeing with my own eyes the impending beginning of the end, with no fear
The way my third eye sees it,
Fools will reveal themselves when their hand is asked to willingly accept implanted RFID’s
Only sheep follow their blind leaders freely
Only the weak fall down to their knees
Praying to heaven for salvation when we’re already suspended in space
Wobbling through the galaxy at a steadily increasing rate
Tilted 33 and one-third degrees
The same number of steps it takes to receive an Illuminati pedigree

Clearly I can see the wizard through the veil
Perpetuating, manipulating; spreading terror and fear
Just as sure as I can see DELL hiding the D.E.V.I.L. within
Clearly I see just how many are really lost in the shuffle and tricked by schemes
Struggling to hustle to hang onto the New North American Union’s Dream
Addicted like fiends to GMO’s
Ingesting modified corn because the FDA and USDA authorized its manipulated growth
Consuming the very disease that ails you expecting a cure because your HMO /PPO provider prescribed it to be so
Clearly I can see the seeds growing amongst the weeds
Stagnant and choked off from the true light
Unfertilized and too weak to fight, except each other

The ignorance has surpassed the parable of the crabs in the bucket
Like when they finally ban the sale of ammunition,
And there’s no longer a need to tuck a pistol under your shirt
Truth be told, I was never happy here, for what it’s worth
So when my ammo is out and my blade is dull in my hand
I’ll sling bricks and dirt till one of us falls, nothing LESS than a man!

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