Some days, reality really kicks my ass...

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It's not my place... to "make" you see... that this exists. I can't force your eyes... and make you gaze... 'till you percieve ... this man-made haze. I ask myself, "What do they miss?" but then concede... they don't see this.... or this... or this.... or this... or this... or this... and this. And if they looked... good and long... would they even notice... something's wrong. Inside their heads... the truth's been laid... so all their lives... they could be played. And cheered along... by history books... tv sets... and government crooks. Those who pay these men to fly... pay men to kill... and men to die... men to spray... and men to lie. They hide our sun... behind a shroud... of hate and fear... and toxic clouds. It's us and them... and those who don't see... sharing one reality. So I shoot the sky... I point, I cry... and let myself release,.. the pain of truth... the heart of hope... that someday we'll have...