A touch of a hand
Maybe we lost our way, not recently
that's evidentely, empathy is no longer
available in this piece of land
like alchemy principles, to gain is to give.
Long are gone those days of calmness
when wars were deemed as senseless
though we evolved as a society
we lacked the direction towards humanity.
Chaos rules the land of the hopeless
Greed is the fuel of this industrialized machinery
who feeds on the horrors of mankind as it progresses
indeed progressing, but never learning.
In This time of decay, some of us must see the way
that which leads to see ourselves as pawns in the picture
not powerful by ourselves, but a common enemy we must slay
as we understand our role, it matters even more.
Those at top always gazed over our intimate fear of their existence
looking down on us, a herd so manipulated to its core
that we started to turn into them
but not all of us, even a seed in the wasteland shall keep its hope
Beating them at their game its impossible, war shall be paid in blood
anger is pacified with loss, let's not be reckless
let's show them why we stood the test of time
while they look amazed as we unite beyond frontiers.
We all share the same air, see the same sky, feel the same anxiety
mourn the same atrocities, shut the same injustice,
point the finger at the same responsibles, understand the same needs
but we can't unite, cause as a group we can't decide.
Maybe a group was never enviosioned to follow the same pattern
we share a goal, but not the context, that must not matter
we all came to live in a world with the same dictators
so if we are not part of them, who's to say we are not the saviors.
Perhaps a touch of a hand is what's dividing words into actions
should we let aside our feelings and force a global eruption
one which shakes the grounds of their world and causes commotion
as deep as the ocean, maybe that's a metaphore to a lifelong devotion.
We dwelt so deep into our subconscious, that we lost vision
that mankind is free to live, with no limitation nor restriction
no binding shackles, no tying debts from those who pretend
to light the world we live, but at the same time feed us from their hand.
One day we will all understand, not to stall the revolution
where we shall see with a naked eye every problem that leads to our destruction
not the rush it, but pace ourselves to prepare for the limit
in a world where hand in hand, we dethrone corruption.