| Written: SEPT 30, 2003 |
Them,
The man,
The governments that will subdue you,
Grant you the education to rebel;
They who persecute original thought,
Make you learn and live by the book.
It matters not if you believe the lies in it,
Those of greatness conceal their genius,
Or strive forward to their banishments,
Until their thoughts can be assimilated,
Condoned as right by the then lesser minds.
Be immortal in your words,
If god and his bungling war mongers allow,
Fear their fires of ignorance, burning all.
Seek out truths and not accept their excuses.
Ghosts all become known in time,
And in time we advance in thought as well;
Be you own being and not their slave,
Learn well and seek not to become a cog,
A miserable, ever believing spoke in the wheel,
Walk your path to knowledge,
For they hide the real paths well,
Them who would subvert your will,
The Machine.
