the breath robbing lightning, was making diamonds of rain

Vee Ess

i strike for the rights of terror
says the soul of man
i hate in order to protect my eyes
from one day seeing true
and i blind others for the cause
and that voice is all, say i
filtered through a mile a year long
wild shots hitting like minds
leaving a mark where it matters
and it, the hate
has made us who we are
which is W(e)AR(e)
or battle
one against the other
controlling fire with our hands
destroying heaven with our hearts
becoming
becoming versus
turning away love
for a controlling interest
shunning hope
in trade for green
wiping the color from the world
and painting again with blood
but the half blind are holding
looking for light in the pit
searching for warmth in the ice
crawling home to find.....
home
even though it's endless
even though the numbers
that represent our names
still add up to zero
even though....
collapse is imminent
they hold up the roof with no arms
and keep our heads from falling
and while the versus keeps watch
on the willing and the willful
the keepers and the half blind
will stand

Posted by cainnum at 3:33 PM