whatyouseeis Poetry (69)

Do you know
where you go
when you sleep
with those
hollow eyes
that deny the rights
of the thoughts
that had a dream

When we are old
wrinkled and crippled
with one foot
in the grave
destined to a house
with a room
where we sit
stareing
at a blank screen tv
while on our knees
we dribble
as our fluoride calcifide brain
decays to the last stage
before our posioned lungs
noisely sucks in
the last breath
of dirty air
as our ignorance
slowly fades
will it only be then
that a single
regretfull tear
will slowly travel
though the canyons of our corrupted face
when at last
we finaly understand
it was
our generation
that created this place
where honesty is batterd
day by day
while the skeletal minds
of our children
reap all
that we have sown
does it hurt
now that you know
that denile
was never your friend

It is from the corner
of your eyes
that you smile
it is from the corner
of your eyes
that you weep
it is from the corner
of your eyes
that you see
a flicker
of a shadow
that was once
your dream

When it is centralized
and compartmentalized
when it is chained
behind closed doors
when it is brutalized
and stigmatized
then their illusion
has now become
yours

What is Human
what does it mean
to be
what does it mean
to feel
someone in sorrow
to feel
the tears
of a broken child
inside your borders
of lets pretend
so what does it mean
when you proudly announce
that you are

To climb
into my bed
you must first
climb
into my head

Your solitary begins
when
you hold the hand
of the one
who doesnt know

It happend
there
one mans view
a little freedom
so we could
choose
it happend
there
when the children
broke
the ones
who held the guns
it happend
there
when modern freedom
nearly begun
to bring our loved ones
into the sun
it happend
there
when we told our children
it has finally begun
a little freedom
under the sun

I'll help you out
i'll help you out
i wont let you drown
from within
i'll help you back
to these muddy shores
for your heaven
is to far to swim

It is the art
within your soul
that defines
your state of mind
when you aquire
the art
of an open mind

Do you have
the abilty
to answer the question
that has not been spoken
do you have
the abilty
to see
deep within the eyes
of a heart
that shines
though the eyes
of hope

It is not the colour
of the skin
that you live in
or even
where you are born
it is
the colour
of your thoughts
that define
your state of mind
within a world
where thoughts
are becoming
colour blind