I will just sit where waiting by the phone
Hoping and wishing that you’ve decided to come home
My world hasn’t been the same since it went away
People think you’re crazy, I’m not too far off
I will just sit where waiting by the phone
Letter to the Revolutionaries (Redone)
Dear Revolutionaries,
We are those who may not even whisper, for our voices were taken by those who we thought we could trust.
We ask that you lend us your hands, for we can only prepare for you to begin. The rest is up to you.
Revolutionaries, we ask if you have a plan. A vision? We hear complaints but see no progress. We see problems but no outlines for solutions. What ties down your hands?
Is it fear? That is what we suffer from. Does the ruling class still hold power over you? Do the words of your family mean the world, so change is just a victim to conservation of beliefs?
Have we all just become pawns in a game? Pushed around by those who hold monetary power, gripped by these rules that we are forced blindly to follow. Should we truly believe that our differences are segregated by black and white?
Yes we too would agree it is hard to make change. Those around us are completely insane. We are the voiceless, the ones who stay true to heart. Sadly for our voices to be heard, we must begin when the revolution starts.
In order for it to begin, we must have this faith that we will win. Hand in hand we stand, but we are separated and segregated which means we are damned.
We write this since our voices cannot be heard, but we are hopeful that our letters would change into words. These words then turn to verbs. Those verbs would then be turned into terms, and those terms would turn to action. Finally, action would turn to change.
When the time comes, will you speak collectively to let all voices be heard?
Sincerely,
Those with No Voice
NeverLand
Never have…that emotion inside The one I am too afarid to hide
Never will be…what is in my dreams You are you blind to see
Never will…I swallow my pride We could have so much on this ride
Never can…we do this again I will just sleep and you’ll haunt my dreams again
This came from an interesting article in Esquire. Obviously, those over 65 will, on average, have a much higher net worth than those under 35; what’s interesting is how the gap is growing. Are individuals today who are under 35 just lazy and entitled, or is there something else at work here?. Whatever your opinion may be, it’s an interesting thought to ponder.
Hero
Give me the option and I will be your hero
I am not a zero
I just want to be your superman.
But you will never see this or care
You are my kryponite and I will fight
I just want to be your superman.
Tomorrow, I will play out my new plan
Now you love some villian
I just want to be your superman.
