Tuesday, November 25, 2008

new world order

New world order



black machines bursting and blazing
Freight train feet flailing and falling
gyroscope balance beams keep up
pounding sounds of timed explosions
the new face of keeping the peace

rushing radio waves cast nul and void
coast town in waiting for a lull to sigh
as a crow flies your stuck in the middle
the ants on the road flee layers deep
a collection in retreat causing convulsion
walkways a mosaic of swarming society

not so far off gears grind and pistons pump
an unlit mass of tarnished black aggression
the symbol of iron fists and ice cold eyes
forgotten fortunes foundry forged fear
in the darkened void a slow shift begins
slamming steps change the present to past
the shadows close in and people call out
heads held lower then ever under

raging infernos explode everywhere
the mountain like machine moves through
the ground is gouged deeply and scarred
rising clouds of dust add to the dullness
a wavering haze forms around the mass
bright lights burst forward clearing the way
a house of cards lay broken under foot
the northern coast spared the days rage

as the smoke swells the shadow goes east
as the tides rise the mountain settles in deep
last glimpse then its gone from sight for now
new rules turn the gears of a new evovlution
a forever altered perception of possibility .

black machines bursting and blazing
Freight train feet flailing and falling
gyroscope balance beams keep up
pounding sounds of timed explosions
the new face of keeping the peace

awakening eyes find a maze below ground
sound so empty its a hollow vibration
surface seems like a distant past now
setting in the shuffling begins when calm comes
people huddle around the screeching radio
hoping for a voice like a hand to clutch to
finding faith forgets frivolous facets
like the passageway blocked so is hope
god was crushed and broken they whisper
the decades feeling of invulnerability a shred
torn flags of already forgotten nations
pledges of generations like broken tablets
stone with no strength like crumpled buildings
sad songs sing silently for the south

spared another for night they sigh
a twisted wish for the exploited south beaches
a half felt wish that it was the norths turn
the torture of survival
the waiting for the world you know to crumble
to all be in the same situation
a guilty northern dream that it all could end
never a mountain of steel to descend
for the removed suffering of a nation
I fissure opening in morality of bonds
A looming fear that never neglects you
Hanging over head like an gallows shadow
Punished in the wind that touches your neck
Dare to never celebrate but silently
Clenching your fist you whisper
You all whisper. pound the south
Exodus yourself, satisfy yourself
Dreaming of escape through others pain

black machines bursting and blazing
Freight train feet flailing and falling
gyroscope balance beams keep up
pounding sounds of timed explosions
the new face of keeping the peace

Never satisfied
Life is suppression
Logic dictates
Evolution is beginning
Laying in wait
Time means nothing and everything
Give me more

Burning with no end but all being consumed
Rations misplaced and fear resonates
Lost humanity tempered with the untouched
A proud tall city stands unscathed
Remembrance shown as though danger fails to loom
Digest you fate, so easily fools forget
Isnt momentary salvation enough
Must it last forever if only for you
Without failure the peace succumbs
The south begins to glow with new desperation
The momentary quiet of safety descends
Making way for the extreme of uncertainty
Like a gale forcing open a half closed door
Dying flames are reincarnated as infernos
With the return of shadow comes the gloom
You can not even pretend it does not exist
Vulnerability consumes you like the flame
South has been claimed by the sun
The north looks on quietly waiting

Busy streets with certain death looking around you
Medias false sense of safety swallows the masses
A collective calm beyond peace times
siblings claiming their rite of passage
The food chain lay broken by mechanical mountains
Salvaging the fertile southern shores
Feasting on the twisted remains
As though both a lion and vulture
Papers reading the south will never rise again
Sweet words some how
Welcome words

Fallen and muddy, fallen wonders hang
The north..surely the north will help
Where is The north?
They bump their glasses in homage
Hoping not for the south to be spared
For the south to satisfy the unquenchable
Gladly offered as a suitable sacrifice
For the mountains to take up roots
laying dormant once more
Surely mountains must come to rest
Clouded mountains of steaming gas and iron
Cylinders pumping valley filling voids
White hot fires burning low

black machines bursting and blazing
Freight train feet flailing and falling
the ant in its ear is its only controls
gyroscope balance beams keep up
pounding sounds of timed explosions
the new face of keeping the peace

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