The Seeds they have sewn
We are- expected to reap...
Conditioned to drag our fingers through
The fucking soil,
Hands caked black with dirt of a ground
Long made sour
By a disease of the generations
That came before us.
Whose fear and hatred becomes a sickness
That the youth will harvest
As the old guards stand
As monuments to those who refused to fight.
A crushed dreams eulogy
For those around me
Who bury their chins
Into their chests as
They march into the heart of darkness...
One by One.
(As Another) Failure breeds Failure.
I wont go-
I reject, I deny, I refuse, I will bring forth
Sharpened steel to the rotting bark,
Bring forth the the flames of
A thousand torches
To uproot the orchards and set the fields on fire.
Failure breeds failure...
No more.
