The Truth

The blind stares of six billion pairs of eyes,
Fill my thoughts with fear that’ll lead to my demise,
I could be deaf and I’d still hear the cries,
The image of a weeping child is louder than all the lies,
Integrity constantly fails no matter how hard it tries,
Whenever honesty is sought the seekers are chastised,
They cover up the facts like a blanket of ash from the skies
So the people can’t see from the ground, and when they try to rise
The corrupt leaders prevent the ascension of the wise,
Through all this fear only hate will arise,
There are so many lows we don’t recognise the highs,
Full stories are unheard of as they simply summarise
Because they fear what’s buried deepest beneath all of the lies…

…The Truth.

My Window

Well I’m just sittin’ up here in my room,
Just my window, my chair and me,
I’m just sittin’ here lookin’ out my window,
To see what I can see.
I see a well-dressed man
Sayin’ he's got plans,
While he's driving his Ferrari.
I see a young man playin' his guitar,
Looking cool and stone free.
I see a couple of girls playin’ hopscotch,
While some boys climb up a tree,
An elderly man looks at his watch,
He hollers out ‘its a quarter past three!’
I see an Israeli and an Arab,
Arm in arm walking down the street,
Just chattin’ and jokin’ between themselves,
Being nice to everyone they meet.

All of a sudden a rock crashes through my window,
Pieces of glass all over the floor,
I look back up to my window frame,
But I cant see those things no more,
All I see is fire and darkness,
Hatred and animosity,
Now I’m confused as to what’s goin’ on,
But its as simple as can be,
See my window, it wasn’t real now,
All it was, was my hopes and dreams,
But this rock came along and broke it,
Ripped it apart right at the seams.
So I picked up this rock and wiped it down,
Cleaned it up so I could see,
And what I saw was pretty sad now,
The word I saw was reality.