follow the leader

Originally taken from the album Shaming Of The True, 2001CE

a hell of distrust & suspicion filled eyes
& we're picking our way through the dreamers run dry
in this paranoid age where to hope is to wither & die

the symbols of power are wrested away from us
split from ourselves only inches apart from us
truth tells us nothing, we sit & we argue amongst us

your dreams & your exploits for saving the nation
are only political self-masturbation
in all your equations you've forgotten the job of survival

& you tell me I'm running from each confrontation
but life is the battle, & life its duration
I won't march again by your side for your playground games

of follow the leader...