It's raining down collective societal conscience
a shift, slap and pat down of fear based rhetoric
something so sinister it retracts common morality;
lean to the right and hear a reptilian hiss...
dissipating truth from fiction
power is an addiction - if we slither in groups
It's something we can find in our history books
flashback resource of tales and stories told
and as the sisterhood and brotherhood of humanity
are pushed to its limits, hands and tongues bound
a night like this is more dangerous than most
while we flip through the networks and watch
- media spins as we begin to crumble from the top...
But nothing else will set us free
nothing else will let us float around
without hitting the four corners
and there is something soothing
about the tapping sound of water
as it taps, taps, taps on a tin can
with the ambiance of tar and paper
peeling back the layered years
It is the soothing sound of a revolution
...hearing the water running down
outside on a window frame; window pane - shutters
reaching out, coiling within inciting violence
running like the devil is chasing angels
shatter proof - a ghastly scene feathers falling at our feet
Floating around without hitting the four corners
puddle jumpers splash...with delight
and there is nothing as soothing
as the tapping sound of water
as it taps, taps, taps on a tin can
with the ambiance of tar and paper
peeling back the layered years
It is the soothing sound of a revolution
© 2016 TrilbyYates
a shift, slap and pat down of fear based rhetoric
something so sinister it retracts common morality;
lean to the right and hear a reptilian hiss...
dissipating truth from fiction
power is an addiction - if we slither in groups
It's something we can find in our history books
flashback resource of tales and stories told
and as the sisterhood and brotherhood of humanity
are pushed to its limits, hands and tongues bound
a night like this is more dangerous than most
while we flip through the networks and watch
- media spins as we begin to crumble from the top...
But nothing else will set us free
nothing else will let us float around
without hitting the four corners
and there is something soothing
about the tapping sound of water
as it taps, taps, taps on a tin can
with the ambiance of tar and paper
peeling back the layered years
It is the soothing sound of a revolution
...hearing the water running down
outside on a window frame; window pane - shutters
reaching out, coiling within inciting violence
running like the devil is chasing angels
shatter proof - a ghastly scene feathers falling at our feet
Floating around without hitting the four corners
puddle jumpers splash...with delight
and there is nothing as soothing
as the tapping sound of water
as it taps, taps, taps on a tin can
with the ambiance of tar and paper
peeling back the layered years
It is the soothing sound of a revolution
© 2016 TrilbyYates
