Promethetic in your intentions,
you're scorching your fingers as you grasp at the flame.
Display your pride while your children are dying.
Your words may sound different, but the message is the same.
You're fighting a war that's out of your hands.
Building an empire, disguising your plans.
The noose has been tightened, the children are frightened,
the parents outraged, but our freedom is safe.
The focus has shifted: to gag all the gifted,
to silence dissention with prolonged detention.
Innocence lost; the ultimate cost.
The time to act is now, but I still wonder how
it got to be this way.
So bleak, so gray.
Look into yourself
realize you're wrong.
The decision to engage
will only fuel the rage.
My last question is:
How'd it come to this.
What we never wanted
time forgot and allowed it.
credits
from Not In Our Name,
released August 15, 2006
Written by D. Struebing, R. LaPorte, & E. Eklund