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?