The Current

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In this renaissance,

this time of perpetual chaos,

As the currents ripple through us,

we shut down our senses and refuse,

taking chances, anything to light this fuse,

there are a thousand ways to lose,

and it seems that the only way out is through,

to live outside of this loop,

contra to all their half truths,

propagated by those with agendas and set views,

but we decide what we defend,

choices lie with us when we refuse to bend,

our will they cannot circumvent.

no we will not acquiesce,

The dark ones are very real,

no longer a concept so surreal,

on a subtle level it is something you just feel,

we cannot deny,

that they want us to comply,

what they never said,

what they kept hush and thus we were misled

was that the choice was always with us,

take it back, and let the old systems rust,

as led transforms to gold

and the copper that we were sold,

is no longer bought,

let it be known,

we now have something more

from the lows of this plane we will once again soar,

up, higher, flying above the mundane we roar,

nothing can stop the change,

it is too late,

i will not just sit and wait,

for that thing we call fate,

rise and shine there is nothing here left to defend,

turns out it was just the beginning and not the end,

Faatima

 

 

 

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