Goodbye To "Tradition", Hello Ammunition!!
by J. P. Davies
*Waves* Perpetually on.
You, the android, metal marionette
Take the ride to the sun.
(It could be fun)
When our world just stops turning
and we're frozen in time,
waving mechanical digits,
before the eyes of the blind.
(Do they mind?)
Can you frequent the past
and turn back the clock
to a point where this all makes sense?
Where your words come out clearly
without feedback or static
would you say a few words in defense?
"Hello there stranger."
If your writing a thesis,
on just how the world has gone wrong,
take a look at this household.
Do you know where "Daddy" has gone?
(And where's Mom?)
Say hello to a future you helped to create
with the help of explosives and undying hate.
Say goodbye to a past that will not re-equate
the future won't carry it on.
Goodbye Past, you can't outlast
Goodbye to "Tradition", hello ammunition.
Author's Note: Kinda wrote it as a song, may develop it as one at a later date.
Posted on 03/11/2004
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