FROM OUR DARKNESS
You can’t see us in our darkness,
only in your own warm light,
For you do not stand in shadows,
only where life is so bright.
But it is us folk in the darkness,
who inspire in you the need;
Candles for your matches,
A kind of origin of your seed.
All your lamps are made by others,
all your torches and your fires,
are inventions of the soldiers,
who allow you to desire,
the bright light you discover,
from the darkness they acquire.
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You comprehend not our deep anger,
and the frown upon our brow,
that is increased by what you plunder,
without really knowing how.
Oh you, wallow in your riches,
Proclaim the doctrines that you preach,
But we will still sow up your britches,
and provide a penny for you each.
We provide out of our shadows,
the choices that you make,
Give you power for acceleration,
And the pedal for your brake.
We provide in you elation ...
but yours is your own mistake.
© 15 May 04 Colin F Jones
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