this
is a call
to notice that
which has gone unnoticed
that all of us
are walking wounded
bearing hidden scars
and subtle bruises
the casualties of a war
inside our heartswe submit ourselves
to abstract forces
ruled by the concept
that living is survivingwe are suffocating on
our own tangled aspirationsmired downby the restraints
forced on us
the fear and doubt
that serves to crushwe can no longer take satisfaction
in our sufferingnow is the time to arm ourselves
with the knowledge
that we can achieve
a state of independance
one of personal anarchywe can end this warsee past the darkened veil
pulled over our eyes
we will make the world at large
recognize our criesi will dedicate myself
to reclaiming the disputed
landscape of my souli will repel each
incursion visited upon my spirit
cast light upon
the insidious decay of volitionsurely, i do protest
let this be a message
that here i stand