A writer shapes the blame, the lust, the demise, the grace,
while the artist is more visual. The artist shapes the face.
The musician plays the music, the musician plays the song,
the record player echoes back, thirty years long.
Heroes fight the wars, saving damsels, politics
Hereos kill many, all of the heretics.
Will the liars defect?
Will the liars defend?
When it comes to the truth, this all depends.
The conformist will conform, will depend, will rely
The insubordinate will rebel, cheat and lie.
But a person can do all these things,
it's all a matter of choice,
a matter of decision,
a matter of voice.