this
is a call
to notice that
which has gone unnoticed
that all of
us
are walking wounded
bearing hidden
scars
and subtle bruises
the
casualties of a war
inside our hearts
we submit ourselves
to abstract
forces
ruled by the concept
that
living is surviving
we are
suffocating on
our own tangled
aspirations
mired down
by the restraints
forced on us
the
fear and doubt
that serves to crush
we can no longer take satisfaction
in our suffering
now is the time
to arm ourselves
with the knowledge
that we can achieve
a state of
independance
one of personal anarchy
we can end this war
see
past the darkened veil
pulled over our
eyes
we will make the world at large
recognize our cries
i will
dedicate myself
to reclaiming the
disputed
landscape of my soul
i will repel each
incursion visited upon
my spirit
cast light upon
the
insidious decay of volition
surely,
i do protest
let this be a message
that here i stand