Jon Peter MIah

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Today's modern delirium has derived from all sections of social hierarchy
The glitch in the system is a crack that's is widening
Like a light that glimmers, from beneath the iron door.
Forever searching for life's meaning
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Another sunrise scorches the morning sky
Burning luminous yellow and Technicolor.
Psychedelic pink ripples the horizon
As a single bird darts from tree to tree.
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Lost in a void less perception, Another victim to this pathos
Higher frequency deluded, Corrosion of all morality.
Dimensional lacerations, Tears through time and space
As it slowly crumbles, A sleeping giant awakes.
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Who knows where we are going
Never looking before we leap
The veil of lies now falling,
the truth now obsolete
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I sit and I wonder, sleepless as I ponder
How many left stop and think, gaze off into the yonder.
To question your very existence, why are we surrounded
By such greed and malevolence? .
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The Axis of evil are tilting
The flower of peace is wilting
Ask your self, what is a terrorist
Ask your self, who is thrives on prejudice.
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In Jungles and tall reads he roams
and stalks his pray
Undercover he hunts, to fight yet another day.
Crouching Low, ear close to dusty ground,
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The earth is turning, the clock never slowing
Forever she has been hear, forever she is knowing
Sands of time, with melody and rhyme
Every path you take, an eternity lost in time.
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Totalitarian State Of Fragile Minds

Today's modern delirium has derived from all sections of social hierarchy
The glitch in the system is a crack that's is widening
Like a light that glimmers, from beneath the iron door.
Forever searching for life's meaning
The one thing that will never be attained
As we spiral to an inevitable ice age
We can only look ahead to the future

These are turbulent times
In which you have to read between the lines
The small print must be seen by all
One step to far and your curtain
for certain, will fall.

Let me take you on a trip
A journey through my mind
Think of all that's putrid, and a scourge to your kind
What is It that makes you tick
Its all we hate and makes us sick
Totalitarian state of fragile minds your all blind
Lets look in your closet and see what we find
A pin to burst your bubble
Sorry to have to do this
Reality isn't in your television
And ignorance isn't bliss
by (JPM)
23/7/12

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