Sep 13
Speak softly my love,
For my mind aches and grinds,
If you listen close you'll hear my gears whine.
I am tired of thinking for my own,
I'd rather just believe.
Watch as I fall to my knees,
Dripping my blood into the fountain,
I pushed so far,
To fall back again.
These ideas are tiring,
So I'll believe yours.
It's too hard to make people understand,
When I am the one thinker in a barren land.
How is it that the one idea you preach,
Is right against all odds.
For my mind aches and grinds,
If you listen close you'll hear my gears whine.
I am tired of thinking for my own,
I'd rather just believe.
Watch as I fall to my knees,
Dripping my blood into the fountain,
I pushed so far,
To fall back again.
These ideas are tiring,
So I'll believe yours.
It's too hard to make people understand,
When I am the one thinker in a barren land.
How is it that the one idea you preach,
Is right against all odds.
RIP Charlie Kirk,
He is a man I never liked.
But he isn't evil,
Nobody deserves to die in the way he has.
What he was saying may not have been correct,
But open your minds for just a second and think,
Kirk was killed for challenging society's ideas,
By thinking of his own.
Should we silence all the minds,
Who think in different shades?
Or should we accept the diversity,
That makes up our world's ways?
He is a man I never liked.
But he isn't evil,
Nobody deserves to die in the way he has.
What he was saying may not have been correct,
But open your minds for just a second and think,
Kirk was killed for challenging society's ideas,
By thinking of his own.
Should we silence all the minds,
Who think in different shades?
Or should we accept the diversity,
That makes up our world's ways?
