Another Planet

Fight Them Back

I'd like to write a letter to you all,
And the contents will ensure that I must fall.
I gathered all you people here today,
to have to read aloud the words i cannot say.
The words, you see, are written in my blood
I scratched them as you pushed me in the mud
I feel sad to say the words here that must fall,
upon my lips, you see I fucking hate you all.
YOU GET UP, FIGHT THEM BACK
A FIST, A BOOT AND A BASEBALL BAT

A weapon has been drawn upon your face since you were born.
Not in shining steel but all their currency, its porn
It wants you and desire's you and it draws you through its gate.
As the heavy doors behind you slam, i hope its not too late.
Do you never think to gaze inside a book?
And run your eyes across the life this money took.
At what point do you think its time to act?
Will it be the loaded muzzle on your door that makes a crack?
YOU GET UP, FIGHT THEM BACK

Steve Mason