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I’ve Faith in the Future Coming

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I see you’re on the phone
Trying to forget that you’re alone
You’re in your distraction zone
But that’s not good living
You can’t see what’s real
You can’t process what you feel
Will these wounds ever heal?
What advice should I be giving?

Oh oh oh
I’ve faith in the future coming
If we get up and stand up
If we hit hard and keep running

They talk about differences between
To describe a future they’ve seen
But I can see through that screen
Through the insults they’re saying
I hate this nasty stuff
It doesn’t mean they’re tough
I wanna call their bluff
Their lying patriotism and praying

Oh oh oh
I’ve faith in the future coming
If we get up and stand up
If we hit hard and keep running

They look for an enemy
They like lying simplicity
But life is real complexity
They don’t like a different point of view
They push their ideology
Like some radical theology
And they give no apology
For the division sown between me and you

Oh oh oh
I’ve faith in the future coming
If we get up and stand up
If we hit hard and keep running

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June 6, 2017 at 10:33 am

Breaking Glass

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It’s the sound you hear
That of crashing glass
From your broken bubble
Will this too now pass?

The cold winds of change
The harsh winds of hate
Now threaten your world view
And threaten your fate

With ugly, ignorant intensity
Empty vessels make much sound
Many float on hot, false hopes
I stay lonely on the ground

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February 17, 2017 at 1:11 pm

Blind Faith

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Demagogue and Populism

I speak those shallow empty words
Filled with so many lies, I sound absurd
But I accept no responsibility
I use insults and I use attacks as news
As clickbait in social media that I use
I pollute everything with incivility

I’ve undermined what experts say
The rule of law is now my prey
I’m your prophet, listen only to me
I call it fake media and I call it fake news
Cos I wanna own your reality too
I’m your prophet, listen only to me

Have faith, blind faith in me
Have trust, blind trust in me,
I wanna be your reality
Have faith, blind faith in me

My lies keep you divided and confused
I’ve hidden real problems with that ruse
I’m so full of ignorant intensity
I’ve defeated those with passionate conviction
Who used foolish truth instead of fiction
And I don’t care about inequality

Have faith, blind faith in me
Have trust, blind trust in me,
I wanna be your reality
Have faith, blind faith in me

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February 17, 2017 at 12:55 pm

We The People

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Get more great artwork from the We the People campaign on the Amplifier Foundation website. Build bridges not walls.

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January 20, 2017 at 4:31 pm

Flow

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I’m not that pragmatic
I often swim against the flow
Others just float on by
“It’ll all be fine”, they know

I worry about lies
I worry about universal things
They only worry about themselves
What each decision will bring

I’m not right, they’re not wrong
But these are barriers in between
I wish I could just remove them
But I want my beauty it seems

I walk over my beloved bridge
I breathe the air of the river
The sun will warm me tomorrow
Even as today I walk and shiver

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December 9, 2016 at 3:27 pm

Fissure and Split

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There’s a fissure and a split,
In the armour that I’ve built,
That makes me so restless now.
In the recesses of my mind,
Where fear scurries blind,
And darkness rises somehow.

There’s a tightness in my gut,
Of time racing and things ending, but,
I’ve a longing for forbidden things.
I hear the inexorable journey’s hiss,
To the darkness of the abyss,
And the sound while the banshee sings.

To that which I had completed,
To that which I had defeated,
And that which I must rise above now.
The cacophony of rejection,
As loneliness and non-acceptance,
Irrelevance and uselessness row.

I wrestle in my dreams now,
A dark demon that stalks and howls,
Suddenly stripped of my armour’s power.
I’m suddenly falling from on high,
Fearing multiple goodbyes,
Before hellos have finished their hour.

And yet I’m brave so I must rise,
To look my fears in the eyes,
And because I’m blessed to be alive.
I will stand and fight,
For love and the right,
To hold someone’s hand and smile.

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November 22, 2016 at 9:26 am

Alternatives Exclude

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We are, the authors
From gifts of, our fathers
Of our, own life design

We choose, each other
From chemistry, we discover
But with, no given guidelines

And things, they fade
Alternatives, they exclude
We’ve been weighed, we’ve been measured but we’re often not understood
And things, they fade
Alternatives, they exclude
We’re told it’s over but that don’t mean that we’re no good

I’m drinking, in Gordon’s bar
These last few years, I’ve travelled far
But I’d only, seen her once before

The light, is now dimming
I see ghosts, of fabulous women
Asking for, all I can give and more

And things, they fade
Alternatives, they exclude
Have I used illusions, to avoid decisions I must take?
And things, they fade
Alternatives, they exclude
Have I blamed others sometimes for the choices I must make?

Anselm Kiefer – The Orders of the Night – 1996.
Emulsion, acrylic and shellac on canvas. 356 x 463 cm. Seattle Art Museum.

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November 16, 2016 at 5:59 pm