Death Knell - Wire

By the Sun and the Moon
What must we do with our anger and fear
What must we do when we are on seeming sidelines
Smelling the gas of violence cast just down the street
But not upon us
What must we do with the clutching anxiety
Galloping before a choice between
Action and Complicity
Where do we go to be messy
Outside of prescripted lines and respectable bounds
To both have something to stand for
And much yet to learn
How must we begin if not from the same bionic soup of our own birth
But furious against the gritty, vizard maw of an empire
That even now boots down upon the people
What will we truly lose but discover ourselves
Thrashing in the tangles of some wire
Rooting through every room
In every building
Every Street
Found unjustly around the throats of the murdered
The same wire running through the head
And into the pocketbook
And the pleasures of just staying out of it.
Who must we listen to but those living under the
Salivating mouths of oppression and property
Grinning sourest contempt at its wanted prey
There are no simple answers
Until knowledge delivers us back to each other
To know the country is not the land
To know we only endure by organizing together
To know death can do well and is here
Corrupt was the hope and the dream to be Great
Corrupt was the thought to own
Corrupt what is yours
Corrupt what is mine
And the wire keeps winding in
Corrupt was the tenderest colonial coup
Corrupt was the launch to space
Corrupt in the comfort
And corrupt on the land
And the American lie infesting

Written by:
Ken Yoshikawa

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