Take the trust, fool the eyes and set us a flame. Deep inside these burning buildings voices die to be heard years we spent teaching a lesson we ourselves had never learned, and if strength is born from heartbreak then mountains I could move and if walls could speak I'd pray that they would tell me what to do. For now I clench my teeth, alone. “So only my little brother, Pinek, came out from the war alive… from the rest of my family, it’s nothing left, not even a snapshot.”- Vladek Spiegelman. There is nothing humane about the actions of the Nazis.
When something so terrible happens to you that it is characterized as a crime against humanity, recovering the loss it delivers is colder then the blood of those that fell beside you. Suffrage cannot be ignored but sometimes it is better to not be there. If you see me, please just walk on by, walk on by. Forget my name and I'll forget it too. Failed attempts at living simple lives, are what keep me coming back to waiting . . . Until nothing is left. Ignoring the signs was the biggest mistake. “Hanging high in the center of town, it was a Nazi flag… here was the first time I saw, with my own eyes, the Swastika.”- Vladek Spiegelman. When mistakes are made the cats never failed to jump at the chance.
No signs of life here, save the embers, the occasional flame, we'd know the way but can't remember, conception to the grave, shout confessions from the greatest heights, where no one can hear, all my fears, my insecurities are falling like tears. Took my good intentions and shoved them down the drain, you did not need an invitation to crush the dreams of a generation. Imprisoned from the culture breathed, we cannot take this sitting down but out matched by fear the corner becomes a home.
The drones all slave away, they're working overtime, they serve a faceless queen, they never question why. Disciples of a God, that neither lives nor breathes, burn my corpse and let the exhaust be the message to my family. “So the Germans swinged them by there legs against the wall… and they nevermore screamed.”- Vladek Spiegelman. Can this be what the world becomes? We cannot let go, can’t you see, to lose control is to fall free, into the darkest of night. It could be minutes away, it could be hours or days before the bottom falls out, Before the ground gets away. Into this debt we are born a debt we try to repay and yet we blacken the sky smoke rising out of the flames. First a spark, then a flame, now a fire, we explode. Trust and betrayed.
Reject and disregard, these aching cries come from the bottom of our hearts you can't disown us now, we are your own flesh and blood and we don't disappear just because your eyes are shut, now tell me why I deserve to die. Lights out because the fuse has blown, this is a war that was lost the day it began, because it’s the race we run but it keeps us at the start. This happens almost never but it happened once to millions, and it will never be the same. The differences that make us human are the differences that make us prisoners.
Something I cannot change I was born in a place that lives by the sword and thus to it’s blade we’re condemned don’t you understand why we scream? My dreams are of children orphaned by blood spilled at these hands here on the graves of the innocent Nazi’s raise their flag. Sometimes the fate you suffer is so much worse than death; we’re way off course now and we’re drifting out to sea so cut the anchor on your heart to be set free. To live through the time any love is a weakness that will be toyed at relentlessly until you do not have the strength to go on. To traverse this burning bridge one must have no trust in anyone but himself unless he wants to be used.
The sky is no longer blue, the ashes fill the air, and still no one knows why. No one knows why there is this fate for those of us, are we not human, what makes you better? It is your choice to decide who can live or just survive. To the ends of this lost world you have marched and you have sworn to a tainted crown of thorns as the hungry sails unfurl we are thrusted from the shore and it's hope that we search for. When the air that we breathe becomes the air that we choke is when we know every human is not humane.
From the smog of disconnection, from the work in the field, humanity is people caring about people, but from the trail that you left we know they do not care. The freedom of choice is a gamble, that those who betray break the rules of humanity, and when taken too far you cannot get back up. Walk on wounds that seldom through to slow you down, and now take a step back and see what humans are. Where is the strength we relied on to survive through the countless drafts and horror stories? Sucked from my own body, my soul is trapped with my strength. So lets trade shoes just to see what it’s like to be me, I’ll be you, you be me, feel your pain you’ll feel mine, we can see through each other’s eyes and then tell me what humanity is. Somehow the intentions were ‘good’ but when people set eyes on the sky once blue but now grey with the ashes of my brothers the only thought that will enter their minds is sorrow. You know you caused it but you are acting like you do not. Humanity is a trait common between all of us, but different in each of our minds, until the sky paints a picture that can set everyone’s minds to the big picture.