the aliens with purple hair
are invading from another world
even though their hair might be
fluorescence
deep
their ideology is
shallow
the seeds are sown
tic
toc
and through time their bloom
of freedom will grow
will it be
a flower or a weed
and will the expense be paid
by the blood of me?
listen to the stories we tell
open your mind and let us in
climb down from your mountain
the mountain
you stand upon
staring down as you judge
so come down
stand upon the even ground
and see what I see
instead of bringing the darkness
the darkness of storm clouds
covering the light
the darkness of storm clouds
covering the past
it`s downpour
falling upon all buried souls
it`s lightning flashes
shattering the walls of imagination
there`s a saying that can unite humanity
[if you care to heed]
“an eye for an eye leaves the world blind”
so, open your blind eyes
and don`t be guided by
those that moulded your mind
can you understand?
or
do you need me to take
you by the hand
don`t take me hostage to
your prejudices
don`t enslave me by
your ideology
our differences we can live a compromise
with a little understanding
this life we all can share as one
and travel down the road together
but
the alien with purple hair
drives a wedge into my soul
wanting me to live life
down upon bended knee
leaving me to feel like
humanity is standing
at the crossroads