To keep them whole,
To keep them safe?
How can I carry a people away from harm?
From a world that is ready to bury,
To let them bleed out for days
And carry them off into their graves.
How can I disconnect you from your escape,
Your silly memes, and your little games?
I want to rip it all apart.
The soft soothing hole
That makes you think all is okay.
That there's no need at all to hurry.
You need to understand what's at stake.
Every life that burned away.
Every beginning that stood no chance.
Every empty crib that no longer sways.
The red that stains the land.
~*~
The land will not recognise anyone else.
It can count the rust on their keys in years.
It wil not turn stolen lives into ownership.
Land cannot be owned, wil not listen to fear.
~*~
It's upside down, this world.
Exactly like it's made.
The rot settles
And then rises to the top.
It never mixes in well.
It clots
Then leaves a taste.
Always of iron.
Always of dirt.
Always hated.
Always thinks it's undiluted
And celebrated.
We gave life to our mistakes.
It's just not our own lives we give.
