through the many folds of paper
faded and worn from the fingers of time
stained with the sticky red syrup
of bloodshed unjustified
lost among the many perspectives
scattered across the globe
pages that spin tales we all know by heart
but that we have never heard
paper and ink that reflects the flaws
in all of our human ways
the broken mindsets; mis-spells repeated by the ignorant
and the good things we leave to time to slowly fade
away
far from our so called "righteous" claims
missguided we all are
it only changes with who you ask
in whose shoes you walk and how far
light as the puffy clouds
that drift across the sky
or dark as the earthy ground
that many a thing live inside
we all face the mistakes of the humans who came before us
we can choose to better upon them
we can choose to move forwards
we can CHOOSE
to work together
to make this a better world
but nothing will ever get better
if we just follow the pre-paved road.
faded and worn from the fingers of time
stained with the sticky red syrup
of bloodshed unjustified
lost among the many perspectives
scattered across the globe
pages that spin tales we all know by heart
but that we have never heard
paper and ink that reflects the flaws
in all of our human ways
the broken mindsets; mis-spells repeated by the ignorant
and the good things we leave to time to slowly fade
away
far from our so called "righteous" claims
missguided we all are
it only changes with who you ask
in whose shoes you walk and how far
light as the puffy clouds
that drift across the sky
or dark as the earthy ground
that many a thing live inside
we all face the mistakes of the humans who came before us
we can choose to better upon them
we can choose to move forwards
we can CHOOSE
to work together
to make this a better world
but nothing will ever get better
if we just follow the pre-paved road.
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