These men in high places
they build high walls
hoops to jump through
then their own walls fall
but be careful
who you speak your truth to
may boomerang
and come right back to you
like a bullet straight through you
they will say that your crazy
that it's all in your head
go back to sleep
keep dreaming
forget all that has been said
the books you've read
all the while
you're standing there
thinking, thinking, thinking
is this really real what i'm seeing?
the world has got people feeling
even things they don't even believe in
like they don't belong
but take it all with a grain of salt
especially their smiling faces
cause their smiles are just masks
that they're constantly changing
dangerous games to be playing
to speak out
against the problem
is to risk it all
it's not me v.s you
it's just us vs the darkness
and we can come together
to some sort of conflict resolution
instead of violence
chaos turns to confusion
where nothing makes sense
and all along
these men in high places
they build high walls
hoops to jump through
then their own walls fall
but be careful who you speak your truth to
may boomerang
and come right back to you
Comments (1)
Great poem!