Towards
The Edge
Look at
what they’ve done, or is it us?
We
allowed them to usurp using power over us
You say
politics is boring, then don’t cry when they’re warring
Power is
the evil that relies on scapegoats
Have we
become where comfort and ease is supreme?
We allow
the few from us to endure what would make us scream
Now we
are the weakness from afar
We left
the door ajar and come in are the ones that want to burn the stars
Look at
Aristotle on his knees, his writings in flames
Lady
Liberty, that French dame, looks over at us in shame
Yet we
have managed to protect her light
It’s
flickering but the corner we turned has been from left to right
So once
again renewal is our theme
An old
one that’s always young and is a constant meme
Unique
and exceptional for individual Liberty
But each
time it becomes harder and the enemy have concrete agility
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