Imaginary Garden With Real Toads--d'Verse Poets Pub
We held out such hope for the man
in the beginning
but he has fallen under the spell
like all the others
We need to kill you
to save you
Doesn't get the crucial point
that yeah
it might be better to die
instantaneously from a missile strike
than the horrific effects of gas
but in the end you have still annihilated them
the innocents
who happened to be in harm's way
no different
or better
in the long run
than the other side
We held out such hope for the man
but power corrupts
and it's no more than a global
chess game
to any of them
Taking out Osama
was meaningless
'cause you can't kill an ideal
all it does is create
another martyr
(but it looks so good on the resume)
It goes on
and on
and on
for those who have come
under its spell
The sandbox bully
grows up to play
in a bigger arena
and his victim vows
to get even one day
I held out such hope for the man
but all you have to do
is look into his eyes
so plain to see
that he's just like all the rest
who gaze at the world
through the murky veil
of maya
