The Skip Let Something In
The Skip Let Something In
Just who did you let in?
When tribes existed peacefully for centuries
Just who did you let in?
Listen in Mother Earth
And listen in good,
They’re turning hookers of your daughters
And making killers of your sons,
They’re populating concrete
Where once were trees and fields,
Committing acts of genocide on nature
Destroying every species,
They’re ripping up the planet
From conventions born of greed,
Denying people healing,
Leaving casualties to bleed.
I am a Man,
But powerless in all I try achieve
And this they let you know as they
Continue bargaining for credits of whom
Can turn insanity a dedicated being,
They turn behind your back the woman
That you love, laughing like a Jekyll
While every penny’s spent.
They take the virtues that you
Believed for so long and throw them in your face
While the arms dealers continue the raping
Of our sons,
And torture in the West
Is more subliminal, than the suicide bombers
Of the Middle East, but all in all we’re all complicit
In the murder of our globe.
Power,
It seems,
Is getting out of control while
They recognise you’re dying Earth
And each God; lost within a gamble
Of taking souls before they’re born,
Must be nervous of their clarity in
Colluding all they pass as sin,
And so desensitised are we!
That we have become complacent to
Murder on the screen; that we do not
See the Public Executions before our
Very eyes, eyes that laughing tearfully
At comedy they claim, will not trigger
In the brain the realization that the
Laughing is they’re excuse to use
The guillotine.
I am a Man!
But now they’re selling ring-side
Seats for every suicide attempt,
And to be honest,
They’re laughing at the suicide
As they pull you back again,
I no longer want to live
Life in this world with all that seems
Disgusting of the condition we’ve become,
Mother Earth I beg of you reprieve.
We are all affected now
Nothing here is safe from harm,
Soldiers fight for courage,
Hookers make love for war,
Children are being taught ignorance,
While religion thanks the Lord.
Just who are we to be?
And why is your demise so slow,
That more and more are born
That one day lose their sanctity and sanity
When they realize this really is a Hell.
What did each innocent born
Do to be impaled by life’s corruptive ways
When plain as day
We all can see and feel and sense
That the very life we’re born
To live is born to give a life again.
I cannot find the reasons why you
Let this come to be,
Now emptiness of faith has
Dried my very eyes
And still the persecution of my being
Continues without pause
And every time I try a death,
They bring me back to be tortured more and more and more
And I’m begging for forgiveness as I’m asking
Why within this carnage has every God
Returned a back, where Sanctuary from insanity
Is not the goal at all but insanity itself.
Now every life is under scrutiny
No one here is free,
And quantum leap takes everything away
Just what is our point of being
For I’m gone today,
I’m gone tomorrow,
In truth,
Gone yesterday!
Wide-awake!
Atomic clocks are skipping time
As family trees disintegrate by
Following back the line,
Here today and gone tomorrow
And every juncture of your life has
Been demolished and no-one knows
Just who you are or who they are themselves,
We’re looking now at each and everyone a
Stranger in our time,
But most of all we’re crying for a rescue
For our individual family,
While every path we’ve taken
Leaves no shadow or
A footprint,
And every presence that has
Been directed is sacked – and hacked,
And your very own existence is the life
they never wanted you to breathe.
WIDE-AWAKE
ATOMIC CLOCKS
WIDE AWAKE
ATOMIC CLOCKS
WIDE AWAKE
ATOMIC CLOCKS
WIDE AWAKE
ATOMIC CLOCKS
WIDE AWAKE
ATOMIC CLOCKS
Michael J Waite. 0350hrs Monday 23rd May 2011.
