this

is a call

to notice that

which has gone unnoticed

that all of us

are walking wounded

bearing hidden scars

and subtle bruises

the casualties of a war

inside our hearts



we submit ourselves

to abstract forces

ruled by the concept

that living is surviving



we are suffocating on

our own tangled aspirations



mired down



by the restraints

forced on us

the fear and doubt

that serves to crush



we can no longer take satisfaction

in our suffering



now is the time to arm ourselves

with the knowledge

that we can achieve

a state of independance

one of personal anarchy



we can end this war



see past the darkened veil

pulled over our eyes

we will make the world at large

recognize our cries



i will dedicate myself

to reclaiming the disputed

landscape of my soul



i will repel each

incursion visited upon my spirit

cast light upon

the insidious decay of volition



surely, i do protest

let this be a message

that here i stand