Rebels

Crooked teeth speak silently into unwilling ears.

Sneers of Goblins encourage egocentric spears.

Chucked lazily at passersby,

Who feverishly live their silent lives.

Onlookers watch in shock and awe.

Sights just too real, too raw.

Bystanders on high ground,

Bound by hope, trust in others around.

Crooked teeth bolster tamed brains.

Hands holster pistols pointed to the sky,

Reigns held high by sinewy tendons,

Whose limbs disappear with money they’re spending.

People the teeth squander,

Wander to find life and love,

Pondering the reasons for the seemingly endless squandering,

Hoping to find a hero in the midst of teeth conquering.

Rise up those who have no voice!

Carry those who have no choice!

Rally to the call of your fellow man!

Yellow plans of cowardly devise,

Bury freedom in bloody sands of lifelong reprise.

Break ties, wake up,

Prove the falsehood of ancient lies!

Hear the cries of those in need!

Have the courage to starve greed!

Fires of repression we no longer feed!

Plant seeds of liberty, breed souls who can lead

Feebler minds in line with greater speed!

Call for the fall of treacherous walls!

Scream with dignity!

Burn the future that teeth foresee,

Be free, change seasons,

Treason is not treason if reason calls for change.

For the sake of all, Rearrange the game!

Move pieces from the creases that trap!

Rise from the valleys to the hills!

Fill souls with glorious passion,

Counter teeth whose notorious action,

Has brought not livelihood,

But bonding ties we should,

Break!