“…how shall you rise beyond your days and nights unless you break the chains which you at the dawn of your understanding have fastened around your noon hour?”
It is as simple as a baby’s breath,
Gently wafting, ever rising
As effortless as death,
Yet less for agonizing.
We know what must be done here;
Truth to action inclined,
As expected, like fear,
It’s simply less evolved.
Come now, America! Breathe out!
Fervently blowing! Ever in air
The towering system’s in doubt!
Stem her pretense and failure!
“…if it is a despot you would dethrone, see first that his throne erected within you is destroyed. For how can a tyrant rule the free and the proud, but for a tyranny in their own freedom and a shame in their own pride?”
Kahlil Gibran (The Prophet)...
Get In Their Face (votergate)
