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I Will Remain Silent


I will remain silent Just as soon as I get this off my tongue Let me tell you That I’m not the one To conform To the social norms Set by society I’ve been in poverty And lived in houses in the suburbs But I am aware that my words hold power And I choose to exercise my freedom of speech And will not allow my liberty to be breached But unleashed, Let off the reigns That have chained, tried to tame But have only caused me to remain Faithful to my truth Mindful of my roots I know that I will go far So there’s no need for me to compete against you I set my bar high And reach my goals every time Because I know that they are mine And I will continue to climb Up this ladder of progress Because I know that life is a process And I will live every moment it’s fullest Because I reside in the present But wait a second Let, Me slow, This down. Just to add a little more clarity To my conviction While I state my opinion. I wish that more people questioned Things that happen in the world, More specifically who’s running it. Who chooses to put what on television That instantly gets connected To everyone in the nation? There’s no more time for patience We have waited long enough And now is the period For something to be said I guess I will be the one to say it Or at least to initiate this Movement of questioning Searching for the meaning in the things We are constantly confronted with Take for instance The media Just to begin to scratch the surface Of this search for answers That we must find Because they are not readily available to us Songs that are put on And played on the radio Run through our heads Playing continuously While our bodies move to the beat Or become taken by the sensation it gives us. But what are the words conveying? What are they saying? Where is the message? Or are we just reckless listeners? Easily manipulated and controlled Able to be told how to live our lives? Has lyricism went into a recession or depression Because we have become content in idle position Refusing to question? We like to think we are in an era of independence But we’ve been oblivious to the fact that we’ve been stagnant T.V. is our medium for which we receive our information But what are we learning from it? What is it teaching us? Flipping through channels with pictures reaching us Unconsciously shaping our conception and perception Of the reality that we live in Instead of challenging us to make our own decisions And make use of our imaginations For cultivation of our creativity The ultimate originator of our proficiency And progression towards the future The longer we refuse and choose not to question The more time it will take before we reach our destination Or the place that we are destined I will remain silent Just as soon as everyone Ceases abusing the power of their tongue, Taking back control over the lyrics to their songs that are sung.
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