Falling Into Line

Rhinocerous Surprise

A new poem, in kind of a song form...

Falling Into Line

Breaking news of broken promises…
On the hour, every hour…
They wish ignorance was blissful…
But our knowledge is our power…
It’s a nail in their coffin…
When they feed one more excuse…
To a world that’s full of people…
Screaming ‘Don’t dilute the truth’…

Living in their own little grey worlds…
Where truth and justice go when they die…
I know it’s hard to face up to the truth…
But it’s better than swallowing the lie…

I’m not buying their line… I won’t fall for it this time… I’m not falling into line…

Where there’s a voice there’s a hope…
And it’s floating on the breeze…
Carrying protest songs that were borne…
Of modern necessities…
Sometimes enemies are useful…
For the people they unite…
It makes it hard to see the tunnel…
When you’re focused on the light…

Drifting farther and farther from reason…
Letting go of what they should uphold…
Front row tickets to The End of Freedom…
They sit back to watch it all unfold…

I’m not buying their line… I won’t fall for it this time… I’m not falling into line…

DopeBeastie

good job, rhino

catefrances

very nice.

Bu2

and I'm not falling for the bullshit either. Maybe we should all form a line, heh heh?