There is a war that rages
There are no captives to return home
when the struggle has ended
The game is played for keeps
and I fear we are losing the fight
Two cultures
Two lives
stand against each other
One passing away
The other standing resolute
They do not fear one another
each one thinks he has the upper hand
but only one can be right
the other will fail
We stand at an abyss and peer into the viod
Nothing we see comforts us
We must make a choice
Are our lives without hope?
Did we not see light dawning in the blackness of night?
Did we not call out to be free?
Then why are we in chains?
The war that rages was not where I thought it would be
I wanted to be on the front lines
I didn;t know the front lines were in me
So here I stand facing myself
They do not fear one another
each one thinks he has the upper hand
but only one can be right
the other will fail
Am I not free?
Favorites
Digg
Del.icio.us
Facebook
Furl
Magnolia
StumbleUpon
Google
Yahoo MyWeb
