|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
We work beneath the sun,
our sweat feeds the soil,
our hands pull up wealth
while our tired blood boils.
We work for them,
on hands and knees for them,
coming from a land
that dares not question them.
And they dare call us anti-American?
We live without question,
but fear drags us down.
We are just as much a part,
but we are still torn to the ground.
We sing the pursuit of happiness,
but their satisfaction is lorded over us.
Our lips are tied, our shackles tightened,
and in tears we cry.
And they dare call us anti-American?
Like The (Insert Here)Like the BBC
That's not the news for me
Like the Catholic Church
Makes me want to search
Like Federal Government
No need to be hesitant
It is Crazy
Like the NRA
That is not okay
Like the IRS
Conservatives need a test?
Like the press tapping
Why is this happening?
Paranoia and hate
What is going down?
Public option is not there
Like polarization of Washington
Change was what we were hoping
Like the liberals
Why do you create walls?
Like the conservatives
Why do you lack objectives?
Like the American Dream
It isn't want it seems
All die kleinen Tode...All die kleinen Tode, die wir sterben, für die es keine Gräber gibt.
Das Trauertragen abgeschafft.
Zelebrieren wir das Stanzen nach neuen Schablonen.
Einzigartigkeit als Makulatur.
für die Brennöfen der Drehbuchautoren einer feinen Welt.
Kaum, dass wir sehen lernen,
fressen sich alltagstaugliche Masken in unsere Gesichter
bis wir verschmelzen-
Wenn wir lange genug in den Spiegel starren glauben wir es sogar.
Wir brauchen keine Zukunftsvisionen
wir produzieren bereits Maschinen
Ich renne, denn ich bin ausrangiert
der letzte Trauergast
der Tränen kennt
Kuenstliches Komasie wachen niemals auf
das blockierte System vegetiert
in sich verschlossen
keine Anschläge auf Milliardäre
deren nahrungstoxische Fabriken
passive Zombies züchten
Klimakollaps und Betonwüsten
auf das Versprochene beten
wird diese Not entwerfen
weitere zweitausend Jahre vom Monde
eine Welt zu erpressen?
niemand will kämpfen
- bloß warnen -
ist das Massengrab der Blinden
die niemals heraus finden
die unter Obama ihre Lobby
im Senat verdoppeln
seht ihre Taten
und glaubt nicht bezahlten Worten
die Farben des Ozeans sind menschlich
I present you with a picture.I present you with a picture.
I want you to take a look.
It's two hands interlocked if you didn't know.
Two hands embracing each other.
Take a closer look.
Get in real close.
They are just two hands right?
Two hands among millions, billions even.
No one would look at this picture and say,
Maybe if the hands were coloured differently.
Someone would complain, some racist out there.
But I wouldn't and I know most others wouldn't either.
But that's a shame it's not everyone.
Lets zoom out shall we?
Take in the whole picture.
It's two men.
Or two women.
Do you still think 'it's okay'?
Honestly tell me.
Some would say it's
WeltenspielerWer verstehen will muss sich das Menschsein einverleiben.
Ein Abendmahl auf sterbender Muttererde
Aus Schläuchen trinke ich euer Blut, gierig aus den Herzkammern wie Schatzkammern
Mit Zähnen reiße ich das Fleisch heraus
Und knabbere an morschen Knochen wie an DNA-Strängen
Und ihr glaubt ihr hättet euch domestiziert-
Ich bin das Tier
Und schön bin ich dann,
dass ich reihenweise Herzen breche und lache
dass ich an Herrscherpulten goldene Lügen auswerfe
dass ich die Erde mit Kapitalismus tränke
ich bin der Weltenspieler
Inside This IpodINSIDE THIS IPOD
INSIDE THIS IPOD HAS MUSIC, MUSIC YOU THAT MAKES YOU HAPPY, SAD, ANGRY, AND SOOTHED, YOU MIGHT LIKE THIS MUSIC BUT YOU MIGHT NOT, THE IPOD DOES NOT CARE BECAUSE YOU TOLD IT TO DO WHAT YOU WANT WHEN YOU WANT
INSIDE THIS IPOD HAS PICTURES, PICTURES THAT ARE HAPPY, SAD, ANGRY, AND SOOTHING, YOU MIGHT REMEMBER THEM BUT YOU MIGHT NOT, YOU MIGHT LIKE THEM AND YOU MIGHT NOT, THE IPOD DOES NOT CARE BECAUSE YOU TOLD IT TO DO WHAT YOU WANT WHEN YOU WANT
THIS IPOD HAS MUSIC AND PICTURES IT HAS GAMES AND INTERNET, BUT IT DOES NOT HAVE FEELINGS, IT DOES NOT CARE WHAT YOU WANT BUT IT WILL GET IT IF IT HAS IT, IT DOES NOT KNOW YOU OR WHA
Fellow WorkerRitual bloodletting
Suicide us all
For your failures, your mistakes
Will cost us all
Solidarity will save us
Only if you're brave enough
OppressorsWe tell you how to speak
We tell you how to walk
We tell you how to streak
We tell you how to talk
We want you to listen
We want you to think
You are free
To answer to we
You are special
But not nearly crucial
We don't want your respect
We demand it
We don't ask you to be perfect
We command it
Your choice is our will
Resist, and we kill.
The StageYour life is a play,
And you are the lead;
So don your mask
And let the show begin.
Don't forget your lines.
Follow the script.
There's no room for improvisation here.
Play your part well.
Don't let your mask slip.
Nobody cares who you are under there.
Lie through your teeth.
We all do it;
There's no one here you can trust.
When the curtains rise
We all hide,
Lest they see our true souls.
And the audience,
They will love us,
As long as we stick to our roles.
The world is the stage,
And your life tonight's amusement;
Son don your lies,
Hide your self deep within.
-consistent hope- as i mentor-consistent hope-
as i mentor my madness
i grow sick with a sadness
as i age I am lonely
praying for my only
to shine light in my shadows
piercing like arrows
an uninterrupted peace
brought forth from release
a new reason for motivation
a change in my station
its something to wait for
need only knock at my door
as i endure
i ponder my cure
i seek my next chapter
for the heart i may be the captor.
A Fool for All to SeeYou want to rule,
Claim your convictions.
Drown out all the noise
For your own interpretations
Decide now, choose who to be;
A hero, or a fool for all to see?
You want to shine,
Proof your ideology.
Bomb out the truth
For your own deity.
Decide now, choose who to be;
A savior, or a fool for all to see?
You want to conquer,
Induce your supremacy.
Lay waste the opposition
for your own divinity.
Decide now, choose who to be;
Until then, you are a fool for all to see.
sie sagen ReformSie sagen Reform
Verschluckung der Hohen zum Aufbau alter Strukturen
Sie sagen Reform
Erstickung aller, als Konsequenz alter Strukturen
Ich sage Horrorvision
Arroganz gepaart mit Dummheit
als Raster, als Weltbild bildloser Ignoranten
Energie verbunden mit Wahnsinn
gegen Köpfe bunter Farbe
Viel zu lange Magersucht
wir verschlucken die Idealisten
Ohren hören, Nerven leiten, Synapsenentgleisung
wir merken uns die Lügen
aber wir bemerken es nicht
What I didn't understandIt's a blurry afternoon
I'm sitting all alone,
in my room
I'm trying to watch
I'm trying to see
Though they can't see me
I don't understand
neither do they
So what's the point?
Looking right through them
feels like fading away
They got nothing to say
They yell, they shout
Still I can't hear, can't understand
Our Freedom, Before Death?Through hell we cross
Bleeding all the Way
Fighting for our lives
When we get through
Refugees, we shall not be
Fighting for others
On their way
through the dreaded path
fighting as warriors
so may their god accept them
and give us blessings
so all our Brothers may finally
Unnoetigtragedy sticks its fork
into two friends who
used to work.
but the bitch said
that he was wrong
(and that her trust was dead)
even though she had done it all along.
and how dare he show
all her flaws on a platter
like she didn't know
that eating them would make her fatter.
he lets her vent
as he rolls his eyes
much to her discontent
her ribs shelter all her lies.
he doesnt need her anyway.
SelbstmordThere once was a girl hiding from
The world she had under her thumb
And oh she did cry
Like her dreams would then die
Leaving nothing behind but a gun
Untergeordneta second born child
wilting under their sibling's shadow
acting out to seem wild
like the flowers blooming in the meadow
the third place winner
gets her consolation prize
every night she had skipped dinner
to maybe be worthwhile in someone's eyes
an artist given an "honorable mention"
after hours upon hours of work
a booth left ignored at a convention
trying to advertise would give no perk
and a boy who had never been given a light
is wondering why he continues the fight
NichtsNothing is a word I use
to push people away.
But sometimes words will set the fuse
and cause no one to stay.
Nothing works for me, I know.
And everybody sees
that nothing's all I got to show.
I locked myself without the keys.
Nothing helps me through the day,
and maybe once I'm dead
I'll have some reasons, maybe stay.
And get these thoughts out of my head.
Nothing, nothing, nothing
I always think about nothing
der VogelA little bird, spreading his wings
in appreciation for the things
around him, and in his mind,
he sees others of his kind.
A darkness, ebbing and flowing
with the tide. Ever-growing
madness that seeps-
the little bird cheeps.
A tolling bell, the bird is now quiet.
His mind and heart go on a diet,
and his songs are gone and soon
replaced with a sad tune.
A year, the time drags.
The bird and his friends: fags
for showing that they care
more about their hearts than their hair.
A lifetime ago, never would this come to fruition,
and Momma bird with her intuition
would save her fledging from the world.
The gauze over his bleeding
Culture ShockA hostile experience is insufficient to asses the streets I sailed.
As a privileged burden, surely it must be right.
No trace of the wise was visible.
False emotions concluded the atmosphere
because skin alone held no trash propaganda of freedoms,
strongly reinforced by a stage.
Achievement was measured by verbal and nonverbal conditions,
influencing children in underprivileged differences.
Their answers found that both were submissive at unrealistic status.
For this purpose, quality can go to poorer opportunities,
and it would lower disadvantages and advantages about inheritance.
There is no doubt figures show society is probably
Keep in Touch!
`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More