Song Lines
by croc E moses © 2010
Oh how we are attracted to distraction
We are scatterlings
Indigenous angels
Trapped in the blink
Of a banking empire’s hoodwink
Everywhere there are surface symptoms of a secular soul syndrome
It’s dangerous
The darkness we don’t see
It is not obvious our weakness is so strong
Beware the keepers of the dark
Beware the keepers of the divide
Somehow our heads are a puzzle
A puzzle not peaced yet
Oh yes we are split
We are split into one
We are split into one bi-polar, tri-polar, poly polar disorder
Everywhere there are surface symptoms of a secular syndrome
It’s dangerous
The darkness we don’t see
It is not obvious our weakness is so strong
There are some artists who chisel
And dartists who pop our collective blind spots
Please please play attention
To those coaxing peace
Between the pieces
The broken unsung
Those poets missing in action
Everywhere there are surface symptoms of a secular syndrome
It’s dangerous
The darkness we don’t see
Is love not obvious
As the darkness becomes clear
There is freedom to feel
There is power to free our feelings
It’s always hear
A strong song sung clear