Nothing Is Truth

[Medi]

This life isn't practical,
It's distant and negative,
objective and tactical.
Reminiscent of excrement.
We live as pessimists, against our pleasantness,
That's why existence becomes a taxable benefit.
Our apathy, it feeds it for definite,
Can you see the relevance between perspective and heritage?
We align with minds that perpetuate this detriment,
The incentive to take is one of our cultural messages.
The couch's elephant.
We're under a sedative, a mystery prejudice,
In a competitive premises with competitive premisses,
Repetitive negativeness,
Pitting friendlies as nemesis',
So some executives can garner some better leverages,
For decadence.
Like nothing is relative, so just kill or be killed,
Stamp on the weak, and springboard off your ilk,
Treat your ills and eat some of these bias pills,
While the higher powers use you to buy their silks.
While you get billed for these fiat thrills.
Oil is drilled.
So they can spoil this Earth and this age where we live.
When you give into this lie and lay down your quill,
The soil that grows is traded for gild.
If the human condition is will, then the prevalent reign,
Those with the temperament are the ones with the 'brains',
It's frankly insane, see I wish for release,
I'm like a fish bein' judged for climbing on trees.
'Free's a resonant word, by it we're coerced,
To believe that we've earned a right to live and converse,
To learn as we wish and trade as we can,
But freedom's reversed; we're immersed in this sham.
The system's a scam and we flock for its needs,
To the capital streets to refract what they've seen,
But in fact we provide all the juice for this ride,
And prove to their kind we're just foolish and blind.
This time we're the herd, we're soldiers in ditches,
Preaching a verse, while they're reaping the riches,
Building a bridge, damn, it's an elegant thought,
An excellent cause,
all till this regiment falls.
Cowardice stalls and empowers withdrawal,
Louder they call while we all cower and crawl.
Till the speaker is all, it's our master, our mind,
IF we assimilate their views we allow them their crimes.
See everything depends on the way that we fantasize,
Anomie's eye will see singularity, fine,
But valour in malady is filled with pageantry,
Separating flesh and skeleton into different galaxies.
So I say everything is relative, nothing is truth,
It's a tentative premise, proved with delicate proof,
I can juxtapose the 'facts' with nothing but facts
So stop with this act, and help me fill in these cracks.
I'm a valuable element, besides martyrs, registrants,
Celebrants, Methodists, Muslims and effigies.
This kind's resplendence shows up their kind's offensiveness,
Killing peasants for some coinage and cents shit,
That shit is just senseless.
These are radical testaments to a flammable tenement,
With palpable references hidden under the evidence.
Yes, we're animal residents of a planet that's negligent,
But I'm f*cked if I accept we're all lacking in sentiment.

 

 

 

 

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Edited May 19, 2014 by Medi

[nihalkolar]

wow!!
This is 'wow'!
How do ya get your rhymes like that?
Its hard!
You gotta teach me man! xD