Decision 2006

Come on an escapade with me and we
Could soar beyond these squawking talking heads
Which make their delusions our destiny
Destroy all day then return to soft beds
Of ease in their disease as we stand by
Helpless hopeless disenfranchised asking "Why?"

In this no-man's-land between strange and strange
I still dream of social evolution
Cherish a chance of political change
And hope for a second revolution
This time of the mind by reason by thought
That we might yet redeem what our blood has bought

+Steven Curtis Lance



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