Rumors Of Peace

We get optimistic when we look to the sky

but the stars shine the brightest long after they die

this planet is polluted, our sun is burning hot

turning blind eyes we ruin our little blue dot

where both ice, snow, and plastic melt into the sea

come heathens and preachers won’t you sing along with me

 

The drums that we circle and the fires we light

keep our minds far away from the wars that we fight

we buy rumors of peace sold by pigs who can’t fly

while they steal our last dollars sending children to die

and we lie to each other saying things aren’t so bad

numb our pain with illusions kill to follow the fad

and so stocks can rise higher still more bombs have to fall

we don’t care who they fall on while we’re in mental thrall

 

We wave our flags along Main Street while we cheer the parade

all these wars blend together as our memories fade

there are rumors of peace spreading now and again

shocked to keep finding eggs but we’re feeding the hen

and she’s roosting at home now because we built her a coup

we sit plucking her feathers from safe on our stoop

and the sand storms are blowing, the straw house has collapsed

we’re addicted to fossils, everyday we relapse

 

Falling drunk off the wagon the red horse has run wild

calling demons and angels from broken phones never dialed

and a while and a smile and a pile of pills

and a soldier and sailor sit writing their wills

and the bills pile up and the cup has run dry

but the drone sends a teardrop from way up in the sky

and I’ll die in a moment please don’t cry at my grave

when the cops pull the trigger it’s too late now to save

lost souls saving coupons to buy milk that’s expired

they’ll kill you for ratings before you retire

 

There’s a choir of angels singing lies out of tune

the knife stabbed the fork and the cow licked the spoon

the moon plays second fiddle the sun is riddled with spots

the foundation starts to crumble as the empire rots

and the dots are connected start to figure things out

it’s all magic and morphine never have any doubt

 

Scream and shout at the lions as they chew on the lambs

we catch rats with the piper as the emperor shams

and the dams are collapsing and the levees have broke

and there’s plenty of blood now no matter the coke

and with bottles and mirrors they will cut off your tongues

while you’re holding your breath they will rip out your lungs

 

They will leave you uncertain fearing all that you see

afraid of boogeymen and scarecrows while they’re taxing your tea

and taking bread from your ovens and crops from your land

they’ll tell you to sit then they’ll tell you to stand

then they’ll hand you a bottle and you’ll drink till your dry

you keep baking them bread so more mothers can cry

as the bombs that you pay for turn children to dust

there’s more rumors of peace told from cities of rust

 

And we’re lusting for heaven but we keep funding hell

we keep chasing the dragon, tossing coins in the well

show and tell me you love me, tell me things are ok

tell me God is on my side at the end of the day

tell me lies, make me happy, make me want to believe

in the pie in the sky, do you think I’m naive?

 

I will grieve for our family dying near and afar

while you drink your next beer getting high at the bar

and our cars keep us shackled with a needle and a vein

we can never be free as long as we have this chain

blood and oil stain our conscience, acid rain stains the land

when they tell you to sit is probably when you should stand

 

and we’ll dance and we’ll dream

of a day that will never come

 

 

 

About soitgoes1984

I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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