Up high, from tree to tree
on a rope that someone
Are we swinging into death?...
'til all evidence is gone...
Wise minds from the abyss
are swallowed up
like a Hershey Kiss.
I see a boy mopping a blackboard
Long before the words are taught,
and absorbed through hungry pores...
...Loading bullets in our slots.
Are we plunging into peril?...
Is the concrete parking lot
like a jungle
that we're lost in?...
Has our sweetness gone to rot...
...Left too long on careless
Feeling something's been misplaced...
I am standing,
staring down at rising
while the bleeding hearts
they are slaving through
to avenge, and free our planet...
unshackling us from our plight.
There's only now, as future comes
too late to make a change...
Despite the fears we hold inside,
we all must lift the page,
and dive into this living fire;
each day times set our stage.