Life Is A Battlefield Of Choices
Somewhere between Heaven and Hell
Lies a world of freewill
Where people make what they want of themselves.
With dazzling sights and dreams of success
They march from one road and to the next
Enticed by words, illusions, deceits
...and the Truth is lost within the streets.
The Truth is lost within the streets.
As children they grow in fields of green
Where dreams take flight, hopes rise unseen
Dancing to the songs of a world in denial.
But youth is wasted on the young, they say
The white clouds turn grey
The fog of war rolls in
...and the struggle with reality begins.
The struggle with reality begins.
The first sound they hear are distant cannons of conformity
Be this, be that, do this, do that
Then the shells of indoctrination
Don't believe your family, don't believe your spouse
Trust in facts, the facts change
Trust in the future, it is uncertain
Put Faith in knowledge, it fails you
Put Faith in people, they betray you
Until the dream breaks, the hope dies
...and they are drowning in a world of lies.
They are drowning in a world of lies.
They dig into the trenches of routine
Then are unknowingly absorbed in the machine
Forever working on the great merry-go-round.
When finally thrown to the ground
They stare about with jaded eyes
Not knowing who, when, where, or why
...and wail at the loss of life's luster.
We wail at the loss of life's luster.
Life is not a bed of roses, yet its' fields are red
The world's foundations stand upon the dead
Crushed under by the ever shifting change
By man's freewill and manipulative ways.
But, that which is constant and cannot be moved
Embodies love, affirms Truth, and upon which hope is stood
Shall turn red fields green, give value to voice
...and we'll survive Life's battlefield of choice.
We'll survive Life's battlefield of choice.
AN: With all that's going on today can one frustrated human being remain silent?
