Men Must Say

Start backwards from my frustration

To write the words that confound the spirit and pursue the soul

Infiltrate what is to and to become

The works that he writes to send the message to the underworld

How to pierce the blackened abyss within the bordered walls of skin

Placing the light calculating within

Stepping toward the forward and now

Skipping back only to find that measured strands of creation confine

The mistakes we make passed by skipped over as if they did not happen

Where to I say, to who I say

Only I know who speaks through light and who oppresses through dark

Did we pick our side

Predestined before time making us feel caught

In a determined trap of planned fought final existence

How many letters pen the trees stain the

Or did it matter the choice, must it matter what action we take

Was the choice stolen or given

In any event does our free will perpetuate the existence of matter or clay

Molded doves of lies or brethren souls of brethren

Speaking the words Rorschach and laughter fills the room

Mockery of the king of kings round and round and we all fall down and I say

O King, O King, O King Please

Though no asking is required only acknowledging existence

O the Truth, of the Truth, of the Truth See

O if this is all I wrote

That swords on chariots in the dark cracked the rock

It was done, not undone

O if we only knew the war was done

The stadium would not flood, the wings would never fly

Redemption is prevalent and relevant

Though, we still wish to crush the flesh of men to win

This urge overflows our skin

So, that we tear the skin and pierce the hearts of our brethren

Penned by the box our hands built we pray

Yet, the madnessssss slips around slithering its way

Did we not read the works on the page

We must crush the heads of these but men are scarred

Let us say men are scared, men are afraid, men are cowards

Do the words tell us to cower

Maybe we have feet and we have hands and we have lips

To speak the words that Men must say