I think it's a joke
That with just one vote
We think we have a choice--
A voice that will save us
from the suffocating waters below.
we see blackness
when it's really clear
go ahead, get up near that place and
Immerse your face in the water
and see if you can tell the difference
between your skin
and the water seeping in
to the pores of your sores
where hatred lies
The symptoms of a world where oppression lives
Needs more than medicine
We need a jump off the edge
We need to dive into the unknown
And suspend for a moment there
In the air between the waves and the ledge
Between the water and the sea
Then fly far past conceptualizing what we know
And even what we think we can be
We need to see
What can't be seen
Right now
But how?
Our eyes can learn
And though the sea may burn
There is calm after the storm.
When it's done
the stinging water will turn soothing
It was all an illusion
It's a change in the boat
That we rock in
Instead of a change in the wave that rocks us
It's a slap in the face
To this messed up place
Where all us sailors live
Let's sink this ship.
Let's survive.
Submitted by Dashaway, find more of Dashaway's work at The Word Warrior.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Jump and Survive
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