The Color of Your Eyes
Phoenix Rising Poem / Spoken Word
Oh, the color of your eyes
Much more then all your spies
I’m not one of the guys
Can’t take anymore of your lies
Aren’t we all the same in uniqueness
Even in the aspect of fitness
Brown, hazel, blue to name a few
We all have a different hue
Yet, we all can be evil, too
Even those sitting on a church pew
Truth is hidden in the eye of the beholder
But the pain of tomorrow makes me bolder
Were all the same deep inside
We all have choice to hide
We all eventually chose a side
In the end we know we tried.
Look into the colorful eyes
Someone can be lord of the flies
Even the holy robes standing in the pulpit
Sheep’s clothing; nothing but a bandit
They hate on the gays and the outcasts
Yet, pig out at buffets instead of fasts
Hypocrisy, gluttony is just as bad as any sin
Yet, you stand there and judge with a grin
Dust off your dirty robes and filth within
Maybe then the prize you can win
Dirty vessel filled with hate and lies
Ignoring the broken and all their cries
You tare color from the world with hate
Don’t worry it’s already to late
The army is rising into a revolution
Watch the phoenix fly into retribution
Yah coming now to rise all the misfits
Freedom now coming out of the pits

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