There seems to be a disconnect in what we deem reality
The truth about our origins being forgotten, it seems
Like we don’t understand the reason for existing
Like we don’t comprehend this paradox in which we’re living
Do they even want to see or understand the meaning?
Why do they get angry when everything that I am saying relies simply on thinking?
Isn’t that what they wanted me to do?
Didn’t they teach me that in school?
It’s thanks to them that I see right from wrong, right?
It’s thanks to all their lessons that I see when it’s a genocide
‘Never again!’, they kept saying with so much pride
They named my school after a man who failed at homicide
They taught me about her diary
but not about her family’s history
And now they are literally trying to convince me
that truth is not what my own eyes can see
They gaslight and they name-call, while they justify another bomb
Do they really believe we don’t see that that is wrong?
They’ve always stood so ‘high and mighty’, defended by their lying media army
pushing all this propaganda and narratives that are so harming
Thinking they’ll just keep brainwashing everyone
But somehow I perceive that we are not standing for this much longer
Somehow I believe we see collectively that only the truth will make us stronger
When our souls shout loud enough
their narratives vaporise and turn into a cloud of dust
They taught us all of this
They said to fight and to resist
regimes of oppression
and proprietors of mass-destrustion
They taught us right from wrong
So what the fuck is going on?
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