Wednesday, December 7, 2011

DON'T LET THEM WIN

They will try to scare you, please you, bribe you
They will make promises, show you the easy part of life
They will tell you lies, give you slimy compliments
They will try to stop you from thinking
Or make you think they are just and honest
They will ask you to do yourself a favor
Like they won’t take anything for themselves

Turn them down, fuck ‘m all
Don’t let them fool you, don’t let them buy you
All they want is your soul, all they want is dirty gain 

After you turn them down, you will see their real faces
Facades will fall off
Claws and jaws stinking of their bloody ordeals will show
Smooth words will turn into morbid growls
The white book in their hands will turn black
The lyre will become a dagger
They’ll push you, kick you, kill you

Turn them down, fuck ‘m all
Don’t let them break you
Don’t let them win
The fight is about to begin

They have the money
They have the power of force
Tanks and truncheons, courts and prisons
They have the skies filled with COMSATs
The ground covered with wires,
CCTV and other surveillance toys

They have the money and force
Armies, police and bureaucrats to guard them
Gigantic machinery to keep them in power
Media, institutions, education systems
Always loaded with dutiful creatures
Always ready to obey, ready to commit
Unspeakable crimes to keep you down in the dust

Turn them down, fuck’m all
Don’t let them break you
Don’t let them win
The fight is about to begin

They may be huge and strong and ruthless
But they are stupid, old and ugly
Their dogs are shallow and slow
They have the muscle, you have the brains
You are smart and young and beautiful
They have the money, you have the youth
They have the COMSATs, you have the spray
They have the shotguns and tear gas
You have the stones and slogans
They own the land, you have the universe
They have the media, you have the sense of humor
They are going to die, you will remain
They will oppress, you will prevail

Turn them down, fuck’m all
Don’t let them fool you, don’t let them buy you
All they want is your soul, all they want is dirty gain
Make your dreams come true
For they will turn your life into nightmare

Turn them down, fuck’m all
Don’t let them break you
Don’t let them win
The fight is about to begin




From the "Apocalypse" published 2011
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Copyright: 2011 Xhabir Memedi Deralla

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