Hate and my ramble of rebellion by Aaron HowardHate is a powerful word..
Not just because of what it stands for..
But for what it means to you.
Do you have hate in your heart?
Do you blame others for your failed start?
Do you regret how you once thought?
Do you believe the bullshit you once bought?
Hate someone for the color of their skin
And not even a glimpse at whats within..
I hate
I hate ignorance and stupidity..
I hate this world full of negativity..
Our hate wont get me anywhere, I know this as fact.
Since even if you make them pay, youll never get it back.
Hate is a word, I think of much as Love and life sometimes..
Since they all lead to the most heinous of crimes..
Crimes of passion happen every hour of every day..
And we fight instead of saying what we really had to say
Were so quick to raise our hands in anger and rage
When we cant even read the words on the page..
We oppress those we dont understand for reasons unknown
And we dont care, we dont want to be shown..
Wed rather lose our temper and glow bright red
Instead of listening to what the other side ever said.
We battle over oil, we battle over land..
We battle over things, in which we dont even understand.
We go to war at the drop of a dime
And commit the very worst of crime..
We bomb hospitals and libraries
And fill up new cemeteries..
I used to think the world was clean and nice as a kid..
But that was before I knew what man usually did..
They'll beat you down and lock you in a dark hole
Then make you work your life off just to save your soul.
Youd grip on that 9-5 job, like a raft in the rapids
Just to go and pump out a couple of kids..
Feed the consumer machine wrench jerker, souless worm of a worker..
No spine, No soul..Weve got you under control..
Youve got bills to pay, diapers to dump
So cmon now.. Youre the everyday chump.
No wonder were so angry. Were almost a township rebellion
And mama always thought that I was the little hellion.
Riots in the streets, since our rage knows no bounds..
Since in this hunt.. Were the rabid hounds..
Maybe when were not fucked over by fear
Well see the world for what we hold dear..
Lulled into drooling corpses for hire
Stripped of our freedoms desire..
Taxed for more than 1/3 of your pay..
The fathers of this country couldnt have it, this way.
Were only a few steps away from a new world order..
So youd better keep your eyes on the border..
Since sooner or later, they are bound to fall
And my brothers and sisters.. You will heed a call..
A call for us, the true rebels to stand on this land
Since it seems maybe were the only ones to understand..
This country was built on freedom.. and I see only scraps of it left..
And to our freedom, I blame the ignorance for the theft..
Weve been subdued by the paper chase of our corrupt government..
We all see and know about the corruption is has come to represent..
I doubt many of you even happen to trust them one ounce
But this one truth, I hereby pronounce..
Absolute power, corrupts absolutely..
And nothing Is ever truly free..
So before you raise your fist angry..
Do something real for your country..
Read up, Expand your mind..
Dont stare yourself anger blind..
Raise your pens, Oh poets of the land..
And help the romantics understand..
This is a battle of love and honor
And if we result to anger, were a goner..
11/29/2003 Author's Note: Just me and my usual system of the downward spiral rant..
Posted on 11/29/2003 Copyright © 2024 Aaron Howard
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