This was a song (term used loosely) I wrote in ninth grade for a final project. Derrick and I played it in front of the class and it was pretty epic I think. The topic involved the media's views on violence, such a perfect topic for a rebellious young man like myself (ahem) to write about.
So I'm sitting on the couch
Newspapers spread out
Pictures were like everywhere
Blood, insecure
No bother to cover the peace
Now report on the stains
Empty skulls scattered
Purification, Holy Water
Violence holding up the stilts
Now, "the same people who
invented tragedy knew
that even with sacred circles
war never intrudes
We need to see a fight!" (Marche 38).
Vanishing point of fists and femurs
Broken skies and sky lines
The world a crumpled piece of paper
Silence on the left, War on the Right
Close in and drift tight
Own perspective
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Well I'd say this is pretty amazing. I wish I could of heard it. haha. Btu it is an interesting idea. I mean the news always is covering thing that humans probably should find repulisve and horrifying, but we just look at as just another story. I think the medias made us all cold.
I think that's what the class agreed on as a whole. It's really crazy how desensitized we are to things like that.
MY BIRTHDAY SONG. I LOVE IT SO MUCH! :D
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