I have been to paradise It was so serene. A place of warm sunshine And free will. I watched fire consume This place, As we were herded away. Today I saw the jackals Rend the doves. I followed the blood To a division, Where the cracked bell Stood symbolic Of our raped mother. Our abusive step-father, Human nature, Sells us out like whores. Most submit, Giving the ten percent. Letting capital Determine who is royalty. In the eyes of people, Stares insanity. Their mindless dirge Of submission, Hangs heavy in the air. Always needing Never willing to give. I ask which are you, Jackal or dove? Are you imprisoned In the city? Living in constant strife. Or are you The one who sells death? The doves will soon fly as one. Evolution finally realized. They will join within the sun, To bring the jackals demise.
