Preaching To The Deaf Choir

[Philly Morgana]

Preaching To The Deaf Choir
Carefull Not To Loose Control.

Calm Mask Held
Facade In Place.

For I Know More Than They Ever Will
For They Ignore What Is There.

Does Not Have To be This Way
So Why?

Words Falling On Deaf Ears
Crippled Systems Still In Place.

Pain - Hidden
Life - Disolved.

Does Not Have To be This Way
So Why?

Dreams Of Some Thing More
A Life of Peace, Not This
Shown To But One...
Why Was That One Me?

Knowing Its An Inch Away, Pulls At My Heart
Visable Even, Through A Torn Crack.

But My Words Fall On Death Ears
So It Might As Well Be Closed.

Does Not Have To be This Way
So Why?

Can One Change All?
Not Me.
Mind May Feel Strong
But Words Fall Weak.

Another Dream That Comes To Me
Another Crack Has Opened.
One Of Beauty, New Life
Oasis Of Dreams Of Man Kind.

One Thing Is Missing.

As My Words,
Fell On None
But Deaf Ears.

This Was The Solution
To The Problem, No One Can Fix Alone.

This Thing That Is Missing
Is Us.

Next Time Words Are Spoken
Listen.

"Does Not Have To be This Way
So Why?"

You Answer My Question.