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[aid] => mick
[title] => BABYLON RESURRECTED
[time] => 2012-01-11 05:34:50
[hometext] => a view from my balcony
[bodytext] => We do not belong to this world We do not belong to this place What technology had given us Was never a grace We must not live in this place That is filled with emptiness We must not abandon our grace To enforce our selfishness We lie to ourselves Day by day We cry on our beds Every day And still we believe That we can be saved Still we think That we are not caged Little cages, one by one Place on top of each other Little fakes, each and every one Please don’t take off our cover Lie by lie, we lie each moment To convince everyone that this is great Cry by cry, with each and every movement Please don’t say that we’re fake And still we think That we can be saved And still we lie Each and every day And so Babylon comes And it comes to stay And so the legend is true In each and every way Talk full of words, But yet no one speaks Talk full of lies And so the world is a bleak Talk and don’t speak Hear but never listen Look but never see The lie that we live in And there comes Babylon Full of grace There comes Babylon To save your days There comes Babylon Full of malice And yet no one tries to uncover Its great disguise And there you are my dear There we all are Told by a previous seer That it’s a never to be repeated scar On the face of humanity The scar reappears And yet no one notices What was said by previous seers Babylon is resurrected And it searches up high The clouds are no longer protected From its monstrous cry It grows bigger and bigger And it cries louder and louder For those who hold the trigger To kill us with their powder And yet no one hears its cries And they never see the monstrousness They all laugh to their demise And kill their world without kindness Babylon is resurrected What will you do my friend? Will you think you’re unaffected? Or fight until the end? Babylon is here And it seeks your soul Will you know it clear? Or ignore its devious goal Babylon is alive And it’s resurrected And when it completes its purpose No one will be unaffected [comments] => 1 [counter] => 184 [topic] => 8 [informant] => kingnothing [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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