There is a heart beat unheard,
There is a voice in the wind,
Where are the strong-hearted ones to listen?
In the scream of make-believe
The players are acting out the end-play,
Bound to the noose,
Held by the master of the show
Behind the curtain bound to the script,
Striking out your time
Down to the choke-hold,
Fingers drumming out your last two seconds,
Breathe one out to repent to the devil,
Breathe one in to repent to your god.
In the deafening scream of make-believe
The show must go on.
There is a heart beat unheard
There is a voice in the wind
But no one listens
In the culture of make-believe,
In the strangle hold of end-game laws,
At the break-over point,
Screaming back is the heart beat unheard,
Whimpering now there in the wind
Where are the strong-hearted ones to listen?
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-12-12 16:44:09
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