The cause

[popsadie]

the cause.

It wasn't always this way
Our lives didn't depend on the magic of the market
Happiness wasn't contigent on our financial portfolios
In search of contentment we found containment

We have built our forest green walls
imprisoned by our failed imaginations
driven by avarice
We have barred our selves from freedom

We have harvested seeds we didn't plant
Reaped the sweat of bone exposed limbs
Building our cages like jacob's ladder
Scaling the heights of our personal heavens

Morning stars watch our fruitless labor
See our jails built higher and higher
Mona lisa smiles kiss their lips
As we fall wingless from our climb

 

[TheDandyMan]

Wow. Really like that. Especially the last stanza.

Sounds like something Dave Bazan (of indie band pedro the lion) would write.

 

[TLC4God]

hay that was good I like that it seemed cool to me.